At this moment, he was extremely sincere. No matter which saint he was, if he could help him resolve the cause and effect, he would be worthy of his kneeling.

……

On the banks of the East China Sea, over the uninhabited wilderness of Liao.

Kong Xuan was arrogant, looked directly at the quasi-daoist, and asked a cold question.

Just this sentence made Daoist Zhunti laugh, and slowly took back the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree that was about to be created.

"You are quibbling. Under the means of my saint, not to mention martial arts people, all beings in the world, except for my saint, who can resist?"

"What if my teacher can resist?" Kong Xuan asked, his tone full of sarcasm.

Zhunti was not angry, as if he heard Tianda's joke, he couldn't help shaking his head and said: "If your teacher can resist, I will let you go, but if the martial artist turns into ashes, you don't want to. Suicide, enter my blissful world, it is better to be the king of Ming Dynasty than it is now."

I have to say that Kong Xuan's words stimulated the Daoist Zhunti.

If faced with a saint, the Daoist Zhunti would not be able to guarantee it, but under the saint, the colorful divine light shone out, and if you brush it, no life can escape.

Therefore, the sage's pride made him maintain enough patience, and he still wanted Kong Xuandu to go back to the west.

After all, there is a scarcity of talent in the Western Lingshan Mountains, and it is because he gritted his teeth and used Bodhi to enter the dream formation that Buddha appeared, and painstakingly created it.

But there are also shortcomings. After Daluo Jinxian reached his peak, he could no longer advance an inch.

Unlike Kong Xuan in front of him, he is a quasi-sage. If he becomes the King of Peacock Ming, it will increase the luck of Lingshan.

"Haha, even I, Kong Xuan, can make a sage suffer, what is there to be afraid of when the teacher makes a move and a mere sage's means?" 520 Kong Xuan said proudly.

"Hey, don't take advantage of your tongue. We will see the outcome soon." The Daoist Zhunti snorted angrily, and then the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree swept into the air.

Immediately, the colorful divine light bloomed and hung in the sky, reflecting the scene of Chaoge.

From that scene, Kong Xuanneng could clearly see King Zhou upstairs of Zhaixingxing, as well as the bustling street of Chaoge, that inconspicuous small courtyard.

That is the Budokan.

When the divine light fell, all beings were frightened, and the practitioners in the city felt desperate emotions in their hearts.

boom!

With a dull slight sound, the picture on the void shattered silently.

In the field, it became quiet, and it became dead silent.

"Li Zhenwu of the Great Desolation..."

I don't know how long it took, the quasi-mentor almost gritted his teeth before saying this sentence.

Yes, on that picture, the colorful divine light was scattered along with Li Zhenwu's shooting, which also affected the colorful divine light here.

"Li Zhenwu!"

At the same time, the saints in their respective dojos opened their eyes in unison.

In their mouths, invariably, they said the name that Tiandao regarded as taboo.

Chapter [-] The saints come!

Since the formation of the underworld, the prehistoric aliens have blocked the cause and effect of opening the sky, and it has been regarded as a taboo by the heavenly way, and merciless heavenly punishment has been imposed.

That battle shocked the saints.

Before he was sanctified, he was able to go retrograde, one person arbitrarily decides the punishment of heaven, the most legendary existence since the opening of the sky.

Even when he first appeared, he fought the saints and the outer world alone, what a glorious deed?

I have to say that the three words Li Zhenwu are a taboo for the saints.

Many years have passed, when the name reappeared, all the saints felt faintly in their hearts, I am afraid that the world will change again.

call!

At this moment, the void distorted for a while, Li Zhenwu strode out of the distorted space, dressed in a green shirt and carrying his hands on his back.

"teacher!"

When Kong Xuan saw this, he immediately bowed and saluted.

At this moment, he looked at Li Zhenwu's eyes with excitement, this was facing a saint!

Except for the saint, no one in this world knows how strong his teacher is.

"Well, you stand aside first, I have cause and effect to understand with this fellow Taoist."

Li Zhenwu nodded slightly, then turned his head and looked at Daoist Zhunti.

Those eyes were still indifferent and calm, as if facing a saint, he could not let him have the slightest emotional fluctuation.

"Daoist friend Zhun mentions, Kong Xuan is my Li Zhenwu's disciple. Under the contamination of all kinds of karma, you just said that you want me to be turned into flying ashes under the conferred gods, right?" Li Zhenwu said lightly.

Hearing this, Zhunti Dao's heart was shocked, and his eyes were extremely complicated.

"Are you really Li Zhenwu?" He couldn't believe it and asked again.

"If it's fake!" Li Zhenwu laughed.

The smile was very gentle, but in the eyes of Daoist Zhun Ti, he felt a great insult as if he was mocking him.

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