Reborn Willow God, Great Antiquity Signed for Thousands of Years

At this moment, Liu Bai seemed to see a majestic and majestic Mount Sumeru, which inherited the spiritual power of the ancestors of the Western world, majestic and irresistible.

A smile appeared on Zhunti Saint's face again.

He thought to himself that there was absolutely no way the other party would survive under his blessing.

He is already thinking about whether to suppress him or bring him back to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss. He may be able to change his mind with the Western Way of Enlightenment day and night, and it is not known whether he will join the Western religion.

He has already considered this method countless times.

If Liu Bai hadn't gotten close to Saint Nuwa, he wouldn't have shot without a reason. I'm afraid that after the grand meeting of the Four Religions, he would start to kidnap people.

Of course, whether it can be done is another matter.

But now, he has enough reasons to take action against Liu Bai, even if he is suppressed or taken captive to the west, even if Nuwa comes to him, he has a reason to say.

Even if it goes to Zixiao Palace, what's the problem?

Just when the Zhunti saint made up his mind, a tall and straight figure appeared out of thin air, holding a big black gun, and suddenly stabbed towards the falling Mount Sumeru.

"break!"

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The majestic and majestic Mount Sumeru broke down without any delay, as if it was paper.

The next moment, the shattered Mount Sumeru turned back into a blessing pestle and returned to Saint Zhunti, with cracks all over his body.

Saint Zhunti stared at the newly appeared figure, to be precise, he was staring at the big black gun in his hand, and said word by word:

"Murder... god... gun!"

The tall and straight figure that appeared was Liu Bai's corpse, Taoist Changchun.

Only the innate treasure killing god spear in his hand can shatter and bless the divine pestle with one blow.

"The power of the innate treasure is indeed well-deserved."

The holy man Zhunti praised, but his eyes still did not move away from the god-killing gun.

Although he is not a saint, he has never had an innate treasure either!

You must know that the innate treasures were formed at the beginning of the creation of the world, and the number is probably even rarer than today's saints.

It can even be said that the innate treasure is the saint among the spiritual treasures!

Among the meritorious saints, only the Taiji diagram of the saint of Taiqing and the Pangu flag of the saint of Yuqing can be regarded as the true innate treasures.

But apart from that, the Tiandi Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda, Zhutian Qingyun, Zhuxian Four Swords plus the array map can also be compared with the innate treasure.

It's just that these three treasures belong to the Taiqing sage, the Yuqing sage and the Shangqing sage respectively.

As for the three saints Nuwa, Jieyin and Zhunti, they don't have any innate treasures.

But Liu Bai, a quasi-sage, possessed two innate treasures, the Chaos Clock and the God-killing Spear.

Even a sage would be envious of such an opportunity.

But it's just envy, for them, the importance of the innate treasure is not enough to make them fight openly and secretly regardless of their appearance.

Otherwise, Donghuangtai would have been plotted to death by these saints early on.

Hmm... It seems that he was indeed plotted to die by a saint.

But at that time he was involved in calamity, and Zhunti's calculations only exacerbated the process of calamity.

Thinking of this, Liu Bai couldn't help thinking that if he couldn't become a saint before the Conferred God Calamity, he might follow in the footsteps of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

Today, there are definitely not a few people who want to send themselves to the list of gods.

At least, Saint Yuqing, Saint Zhunti, God Haotian and others will definitely do this.

At this time, the Zhunti sage stretched out his hand and flicked the blessing pestle, and the blessing pestle, which was already on the verge of breaking with cracks, immediately recovered as new.

This kind of sage's method made Liu Bai's expression tremble.

Blessing the divine pestle, as a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, has the ability to repair itself, but the random flick of the Zhunti sage directly exerted the avenue of time.

As for whether to speed up the passage of time or directly change the time, Liu Bai didn't see it.

He didn't have time to think, because the Zhunti saint once again raised the blessing pestle and suppressed it towards him.

It also turned into Mount Sumeru, but this time it was more than ten times more magnificent.

Obviously, the other party just did it casually just now, and now he is a little more serious.

Was it because he broke the blessing pestle that made him feel embarrassed?

There was a smile on Liu Bai's face, and the Changchun Taoist in front of him shot again, holding the god-killing gun and stabbing straight at the sky.

The mountain is Mount Sumeru, majestic and tall, carrying the spiritual power of the ancestors of the Western world crashing down, if you are not a saint, you will be invincible!

The gun is a god-killing gun, tall and straight, proudly raised with the fierce and hostile aura of the prehistoric world, even a saint is still fearless in front of him!

There was no momentum, and no terrifying fluctuations.

Without a sound, Mount Sumeru, which occupied all the space, shattered again.