My father is a waste, he can never be a mythical Da Luo

It must have been San Xiao's imagination.

does not exist at all!

In this prehistoric world, everyone under the saint is an ant, so Father Sanxiao actually said that the saint should be his servant, and the Great God Pan Gu should be his slave?

Don't be afraid of the wind flashing your tongue! !

In other words, it was San Xiao who said this, and the dead are the most important, otherwise Ming He would definitely have to make a few sarcasm.

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Another point, which makes Ming He not believe it at all, is that since San Xiao is such a powerful father, why did San Xiao die in the end.

If there is such a powerful father, how could San Xiao die!

So, none of this makes sense at all.

At the same time, there are quite a few other great powers who have this kind of thinking.

They are all knowledgeable, know the prehistoric world, and know the existence of saints, so they are more calm.

The first group number is [-]

Such as Haotian.

As the former Taoist orthodoxy, he is too clear about the power of the prehistoric sage, the power of Taoist Hongjun!

Therefore, for the father that San Xiao said, from the very beginning, he didn't believe it at all.

In the entire prehistoric world, no one can get rid of the control of the Dao of Heaven, and no one can surpass the Dao Ancestor.

Therefore, what Daddy Sanxiao is, is nothing more than a figment of trash! !

Even if there is such a thing as Daddy Sanxiao, his real identity is definitely just a waste.

After all, how strong can a person who dare not even show up to see his daughter die?

"Presumably, he was afraid of the majesty of the saint, so he hid himself and dared not show himself!"

At this time, Haotian looked at Jiejiao with cold eyes, thinking so.

On the other side, Kunpeng thought the same way.

At this moment, Kunpeng also watched the whole battle of the Conferred Gods in Beihai Demon Master's Palace.

My heart is full of regrets.

In his mind, this conferring of gods had already come to fruition.

That is the great prosperity of elucidation and teaching, while Jiejiao, the first sage lineage that once came to the tide of all immortals, has completely declined.

As for San Xiao's father, he didn't believe it right away.

As the quasi-sage power preserved from ancient times, Kunpeng knows all the powers that are innumerable in the whole prehistoric era.

San Xiao's father is absolutely impossible to be a powerful person.

Therefore, Kunpeng also felt that San Xiao was just imagining, and even if it wasn't imagining, their father was actually just a waste.

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Not to mention the thoughts of countless prehistoric and powerful people.

At this time, in the void, the Taishang Laojun and Bodhi Patriarch looked at the Jiejiao people who were weeping beside Sanxiao's coffin, with sneering smiles all over their faces.

Taishang Laojun immediately said:

"At this time, he is still obsessed with obsession. Tongtian himself is in danger, and he still wants him to find Daddy Sanxiao back?"

"When that trash comes back, I'll slap him to death!"

At this time, Patriarch Bodhi gave a slap in the face, and said, "Fellow Daoist, let's take action now and send this group of evil beasts to the list of gods!"

Taishang Laojun also made a bow, "Great kindness!"

The two looked at each other, smiled, and their figures stepped out of the void and came to the sky above Jin'ao Island, appearing in front of countless Jiejiao disciples!

In an instant, two terrifying sub-holy auras descended suddenly, shocking the entire East China Sea!

Seeing these two strange figures, the disciples of Jiejiao, including the hundreds of millions of creatures in the prehistoric world, were taken aback for a moment.

But then, they all sensed the aura belonging to the saint!

"The saint is coming??"

At this time, countless interception disciples were shocked!

How could the saint come here at this time.

Countless people have a bad premonition in their hearts! !

At this time, Zhao Gongming, Daoist Duobao and other elites of the Jiejiao quickly reacted.

Zhao Gongming looked at the malicious eyes of the two, and immediately thumped in his heart: "What are you going to do?!!"

Hearing this, Taishang Laojun and Bodhi Patriarch laughed even colder. They looked at each other, and Bodhi Patriarch said:

"doing what?"

"Naturally, let you gangsters be dead on the list!!"

As soon as the words fell, a chill swept over the entire East China Sea! !five.

Chapter 62: One thought destroys the saint! ! !The whole prehistoric world was terrified! ! !

Hearing this, Zhao Gongming was very angry, and immediately asked: "Didn't you saints promise Master to wait for Daddy Sanxiao to come back?"

"You don't believe what you say!!!"

Regarding this, Bodhi just sneered and said:

"Don't be ridiculous, who said you have to wait for Tongtian to come back? That idiot went to Chaos, hahaha! Why are you looking for Daddy Sanxiao? Funny! I think only idiots would believe such things!"

After finishing speaking, he stepped out with his foot, and the power of Hunyuan crashed down.

Zhao Gongming, as well as countless disciples of the Interceptor Sect, all changed their expressions and rushed towards Sanxiao's coffin crazily.

It's a pity that it was still a step too late, Sanxiao's coffin was completely crushed by Bodhi, and then Sanxiao's body was seen rolling out!

Seeing this scene, everyone was angry.

"Sanxiao!!!"

Zhao Gongming's hands and feet trembled. These saints, even San Xiao died, don't want her to sleep peacefully! ! !

This is the saint? ! ! !

For a moment, the surging anger seemed to surge out from his body!

Seeing Sanxiao's body, Bodhi immediately sneered.

"Trash, trash! A moth who only lives in lust!!! Isn't your father very strong, why don't you see him appearing to save you? Hahaha..."

On the side, Taishang Laojun was also full of disdain. This trip, Tongtian is doomed to return in vain. What is Sanxiao's father, he is very bragging, but in fact he is nothing more than a waste.

It is simply impossible to be at the source of the avenue.

Moreover, thinking that the Four Sages had already caught up, and that they might have blocked Tongtian at this time, Taishang Laojun couldn't help showing a smile on his face, looking at the intercepting disciple who was glaring at him, he said leisurely:

"To tell you the truth, Tongtian may not be able to come back, he will face the siege of the Four Saints! Today, the interception will perish!!"

"Why are you looking for Daddy San "Eight Sixty" Xiao, what a fool, if I can really find Daddy Sanxiao at the source of the avenue, I'll just eat shit!"

At this time, countless disciples of Interpretation of Teachings, seeing the coming of the saint, obviously intending to destroy Jiejiao, were naturally very happy in their hearts, and they all laughed at Jiejiao.

"Jiejiao is going to perish today, hahahaha, what kind of father Sanxiao do you want to find, you are just dreaming!"

Especially the Twelve Golden Immortals, who were transformed into three flowers on the top by San Xiao, with five qi in their chests, and their practice for hundreds of millions of years was completely destroyed in one day, so the resentment towards San Xiao has reached the extreme in their hearts.

Seeing Bodhi trampling Sanxiao's coffin to pieces, I felt very happy!

Even vaguely felt that it was not enough, wishing that the saint would continue to attack and completely crush Sanxiao to ashes!

Guang Chengzi, the head of the Twelve Golden Immortals, gloated and said, "This Duanjiao is a bad pen, and Tongtian is also a bad pen!"

Although Tongtian is a saint, at this time, under the siege of the four saints, it seems that he will not be able to return to the prehistoric, so Guang Chengzi no longer cares about the saint, and even started to mock him.

"That's it!"

On the side, Huang Long's face was gloomy, and he said distortedly: "Why are you looking for Daddy Sanxiao, what a fool!"

Guang Chengzi burst into laughter immediately, and said cheerfully: "Jiejiao is just a bunch of idiots, I dare say, if I really find Daddy Sanxiao, I'll just eat shit in public!"

"Ha ha ha ha!!!"

"A bunch of idiots!"

All the Twelve Golden Immortals laughed loudly, and even Ran Deng had a disdainful smile on his face at this moment.

Before Sanxiao made him lose face, and because he didn't protect the Twelve Golden Immortals and offended the saint, he naturally hated Sanxiao extremely in his heart.

Seeing San Xiao dead, I was so happy, and I didn't believe San Xiao's father at all.

I haven't heard of any great saints or myths.

Besides, if it is really so strong, why is San Xiao still dead!

For a moment, the ridicule of the disciples and the ridicule of the two sages turned into a terrifying coercion, covering them.

"Hahahaha, Jujiaotongtian, a scumbag, San Xiao, a scumbag who can only imagine, and Sanxiao's father, is a waste scumbag!"

Bodhi laughed.

Between the sky and the earth, billowing clouds covered the land, and the majestic thunder exploded, as if to indicate that the end of the sect had come!

There were gusts of gloomy wind, and a sad and desolate atmosphere permeated the air.

"Shut up!!"

Facing everyone's ridicule, facing the Second Sage, Zhao Gongming said angrily: "Don't insult my master, don't insult Senior Sister Sanxiao, and don't insult Sister Sanxiao's father!!"

"As long as I'm not dead, don't insult me ​​and stop teaching!!!"

Zhao Gongming felt grief and indignation, and took a step forward! !

At this moment, countless Jujiao Wanxians, their eyes were bloodshot, their hearts were sad and angry, even if they couldn't stand still, they still staggered and took a step forward!