Journey to the West: Please, Stop Planting Peaches

Who knew that he was calculated, and Hongyun's friend died just like that.

This time, Zhong Xuan was foreseen.

Seeing the innate spiritual roots that are all over the mountains and plains, and the water spirit that opens the sky.

Zhenyuanzi thought that his chance had come. ,

Who knows, Zhong Xuan died under the scourge of heaven.

"Fellow Daoist Zhong Xuan, why don't you think about it, why do you have to provoke divine condemnation!!!"

Alas~~ It is really doomed that there is no chance to become enlightened.

Seeing Zhong Xuan "after his death", Zhen Yuanzi's expression became silent.

"Forget it, all I can do is collect the corpse for you!"

In the ancient starry sky, there is still a body of Zhong Xuan.

I don't know how many immortals are watching.

Zhen Yuanzi felt that no matter what, he couldn't let Zhong Xuan's body be sullied again.

With a positive expression, Zhen Yuanzi looked up to the sky and said to the countless congenital saints watching this place, "Daoist Zhong Xuan is a friend of my Zhen Yuanzi, and this corpse can't be touched!"

"Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!!!"

The last time Zhen Yuanzi was angry was when Hong Yun was plotted to death by Kunpeng and Ming He.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, but they didn't expect Zhen Yuanzi to have such a relationship with this person.

Inside the Heavenly Court Doumu Palace.

Our Lady of the Golden Spirit led a group of sect star gods to appear.

Zhou Tianxing's generous rays of light enveloped Zhong Xuan's "corpse".

"Zhong Xuan is the benefactor of my interception. Anyone who dares to touch his body will be my enemy!"

Countless sect disciples roared in the sky.

Fiercely, he looked at the countless powerful divine senses projected here.

"This...how did the disciple of the interception have something to do with this person?"

"Sure enough, people gather people and divide them into groups. It's not a good idea to intercept disciples!"

. . . .

All the great powers shrank in unison, and there were disciples of the interception to join.

Zhen Yuanzi was no longer alone.

Even if they were jealous of Zhong Xuan's "corpse", they had to weigh it.

Those disciples were notorious for not being afraid of death.

When they were conferred gods back then, they even dared to confront the primitive sage directly.

Now these unsanctified ones are not afraid of them at all.

Moreover, all the disciples who were intercepted at the moment were all on the Conferred God List.

With this thing around, they don't have to worry about whether they will die or not.

Because you can't die at all.

This can make the interception disciple even more rampant.

"That's all, just give Tongtian Sage a face!"

All of you can comfort yourself.

Zhen Yuanzi sneered again and again, are you giving Tongtian a face?

You are fucking cowardly, okay?

Zhen Yuanzi stepped forward and was about to put away Zhong Xuan's body.

Take him back to Huaguo Mountain and bury him alive.

Who knows that at this moment, the mutation is protruding.

An aura of corruption and withering emerged from the void.

Next to Zhong Xuan's body, Zhen Yuanzi's hand was blocked by a hard arm glowing with blue light.

"When~~~"

Zhen Yuanzi felt his arm go numb, and the hardness of this person's body is probably not under Zu Wu.

"Hehehehe~~ Zhen Yuanzi, others are afraid of you, but I'm not afraid of you!"

The black fog gradually dissipated, and everyone could see the figure hidden in it.

"Hey~~ That's that bastard Zombie Ancestor?"

"Fuck, wasn't he hammered to death by the corpse long ago? Why is he running out now!"

Back then, when the Liches had not had a war.

This zombie ancestor heard that the Wu clan's physical body is invincible, and it is the most powerful physical body in Honghuang.

He doesn't believe it.

He was not convinced.

As a result, this guy found Wu Shebi, the ancestor of poison.

As soon as the two disagreed, they started working on the spot. At that time, the name of the Twelve Ancestral Witch had not been fully launched.

Everyone is not optimistic about the Wu clan, after all, this zombie ancestor made a lot of money in war.

When the ancient three clans fought, they picked up a great deal.

Countless corpses were transformed into zombies by him.

His zombie family has also grown as a result.

He received the blessing of luck by himself, and naturally his cultivation base grew rapidly.

It's a pity that I met the Zuwu of the Son of Heaven's Chosen.

On the spot, he was hammered by the corpse of Shebi.

Only one head was left by the corpse of Sabe in his Ancestral Witch Hall as a foot.

The zombie clan was naturally beheaded by the Wu clan.

Almost disappeared directly from the prehistoric world.

It was only then that everyone realized in horror that the Ancestral Witch's physical body in the prehistoric world was so strong.

It is indeed immeasurable.

Only then did he go to an Ancestral Witch, and he wiped out the zombie family that was in full swing.

If the Twelve Ancestral Witches come out together.

Who else can resist in the flood?

The Wu clan also made a name for themselves and occupied the great land.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie~~~ What kind of cultivation is my ancestor, how can that little ancestor witch kill me?"

The physical body is as strong as he is, and it has already been reborn from a drop of blood.

As long as the world still has a trace of his flesh and blood.

No matter how small or weak this trace of flesh and blood is, it will eventually come back.

"Zhen Yuanzi, I have to decide on this person's physical body, if you dare to stop me from blaming the ruthlessness of my ancestors!"

The ancestor of the zombies did not take the interception in the eyes of everyone.

With a look of contempt, he didn't even look at the disciple.

Only Zhen Yuanzi threatened him.

Zhenyuanzi was born out of innate spiritual roots, and he was born with a huge power of creation.

For zombies covered in death energy, things like the power of creation are the most poisonous poisons.

A little bit of contamination is not good.

"Hmph~~ You child is dying!!!"

Zhen Yuanzi was originally angry after Zhong Xuan's death when he felt that he had no hope of proving the Tao.

As a result, this guy is still running out and doing things at the moment.

He really thinks he has no temper, doesn't he?

"The universe in my sleeve, let me die!!!"

Zhenyuanzi's body is the fruit tree of life, but he doesn't know why he has cultivated to such a state of supernatural powers in this space.

It's almost as easy as it gets.

With a wave of his sleeves, the cuffs of the black hole that covered the sky and the sun.

Put all the starry sky in it.

At the foot of Huaguo Mountain, the tearful Sun Monkey shrank his buttocks in fright.

Holy crap, what a powerful magical power.

If Zhen Yuanzi had used this hand, how could he still be alive.

I didn't expect this old man who seemed to be honest and honest.

The cultivation base is so terrifying. .

Chapter 141