Journey to the West: Please, Stop Planting Peaches

But in the primordial spirit, there is another set of heaven.

His Primordial Spirit was stained a little by the black flame, and it was directly burned to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, Zhong Xuanyuanshen's arm appeared.

It was wiped out by this black flame like a retro body.

The loss of Yuanshen was also reflected on his body at the same time.

The left arm of the primordial spirit burned by the black flame of death.

Above his fleshy left arm, the light was also dim.

The flesh is no longer full of divine brilliance, but instead presents a grayish whiteness of death.

There is no life, nothing to do with it.

"Hahaha~~~ That kid is going to be killed by the scourge finally!"

The bystanders were overjoyed.

Let your kid be arrogant, now you're finally going to be taught a lesson, right?

You're a bully in the flesh, but so what?

Primordial Spirit can't bear this black flame of death, and it's still false after all.

Once the primordial spirit dies, your physical body can barely survive by relying on powerful strength.

In the end it's just The Walking Dead.

Beyond the undead volcanoes in the south.

A powerful figure looked at Zhong Xuan's body with saliva left on the corner of his mouth.

"Hehe~~~"

This figure laughed, like a terrifying night owl.

All around him was a dead air.

No living beings exist anymore.

Just like the god of death in the underworld, everything around him will be ruthlessly harvested by him.

"Okay, okay~~~ I didn't expect my ancestors to have such an opportunity!"

Zombie ancestors are overjoyed.

This Zhong Xuan's body is extremely powerful, even stronger than his zombie ancestor's body.

If you absorb it, your cultivation will definitely go further.

Maybe I can take the opportunity to go further, and maybe I can prove Dao Hunyuan.

"My ancestor, I am also a member of the Zixiao Palace. How could it not be my turn when the Sanqing Nuwa and others achieved Hunyuan?"

"I didn't expect that Heaven's Dao Zhigong actually arranged this great opportunity for my ancestors!!!"

After Zhong Xuan's Primordial Spirit died, his physical body might not be of any use to other monks.

At most, it is to take away his body and study the exercises of his cultivation.

But for the ancestors of zombies.

Zhong Xuan's body after his death will have a great effect.

After absorbing it, not only his physical body can go further.

Even, with Zhong Xuan's powerful body, he can have the background to impact the powerhouse of Primordial Primordial.

You must know that Zhong Xuan suffered the thunder tribulation of God's Scourge, and his body was not smashed to pieces.

Why doesn't this body make the zombie ancestor drool?

In the ancient starry sky.

In Zhong Xuanyuanshen, the black flame of death had already burned him to the point where only one head remained.

"What a powerful flame, it is indeed a weapon used by Heaven to deal with karma-ridden people!"

He has absolutely no power to resist this black flame.

Even if the mana cultivation base is used, this thing is not afraid at all.

On the contrary, all the existences full of vitality seem to be the nutrients of this black flame of death.

Zhong Xuan resisted more and more fiercely, and this black flame became more and more rampant.

The flames rose even higher.

However, if he does nothing, this black flame will directly burn him to the point where nothing remains.

In the end it was inevitable.

"¨~, is there really no chance at all?"

Zhong Xuan muttered and complained.

There was no regret or reconciliation in his heart.

Originally, he was a transmigrator, and he had already died once.

The so-called life and death are bearish, if you don't agree, just do it.

The big deal is death.

Nothing terrible.

Zhong Xuan fell into silence, but the death black flame didn't stop talking.

This gap has burned through his skull.

Yuanshen's head has only one layer of scalp left.

"To be born to death, the cycle of life and death is endless!!!"

"Without death, where can there be new life?"

Zhong Xuan silenced his consciousness and did not use the black flame of death to burn himself.

Actively put the last trace of primordial spirit into death.

Boom~~~

The last trace of primordial spirit perished.

Zhong Xuan's fleshly body was dull (good enough), and every inch of his skin lost its light.

"Dead, this bastard is finally dead!!!!"

Countless immortals began to cheer.

Although many of them have no grudges against Zhong Xuan, they are so-called guilt-ridden.

Zhong Xuanneng waved his hand and took out countless spiritual fruits.

This scene deeply stimulated them.

Why, you can have me but not me?

The so-called do not suffer from the few but suffer from inequity.

The spiritual roots of the world should naturally be his own.

In the hands of others, that is an unforgivable sin.

In the heavenly court, countless immortals began to cheer.

"Dead, this monster is finally dead!"

This is the voice of everyone in Buddhism, without Zhong Xuan hindering the grand plan of the Journey to the West.

Buddhism's Daxing plan will be put on the agenda again.

The Journey to the West is unstoppable, and the great prosperity of Buddhism is unstoppable!

At the entrance of the Wa Palace, Lu Ya grinned, but felt a little disappointed, "I couldn't kill the enchanting man with my own hands, it's really cheap for him!"

After Lu Ya finished speaking, he turned around and pushed open the gate of Wa Palace and walked in. .

Chapter 140

Among the stars in the heavenly court, countless disciples of the Intercepting Sect remained silent. ,

"This... I didn't expect the benefactor to still be unable to withstand the scourge!"

Our Lady of the Golden Spirit sighed again and again, and the countless spiritual treasures in her hands that had not been sent out were no longer useful. ,

Originally, they intercepted their disciples and wanted to give Zhong Xuan their own spiritual treasures.

Let him resist some scourge of thunder.

Who knows, this third catastrophe exists against the primordial spirit.

The spiritual treasures in their hands were completely useless.

It can't defend against the death black flame of Yuanshen at all.

During the thirty-three days, Zhen Yuanzi felt lost.

In an instant, it was like being completely old.

Zhenyuan Daxian, who was originally high-spirited, is now described as withered.

With a wry smile, he said, "That's it, I, Zhen Yuanzi, don't have the fate to achieve Hunyuan!!!",

In the early years, my friend Hong Yun got the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

Zhen Yuanzi thought that he could go further with the help of the red cloud after sanctification.

No matter how bad it is, it can become a force on its own.

Competing for prehistoric luck.