The Ancient Emperor of Fantasy

"I also ask the two saints not to break the boy."

King Wu hurriedly waved his hand, and the Daoist Receiver and the Daoist quasi-mentor were saints, and he was extremely polite if he could bow his head slightly, and at this time, he went down the steps of King Wu.

As for the names of the two, it was no surprise that these generals of the Western Zhou forces were shocked.

With Jiang Ziya's knowledge, how could they not know who the Daoist Receiver and the Daoist Prospector are?

After the ancestor Hongjun successfully joined the Tao and became the only spokesperson for the will of heaven in the flood, he led his six disciples to become the first six saints in the flood. Except for Sanqing and Nuwa, the last two The disciples are the founders of the Western religion, the 4.4 and the quasi-daoist.

That is to say, the two saints who appear in front of them now are powerful beings who are at the same height as the mother Nuwa who created the human race and the saints of the Three Purities of Heaven and Earth!

"The younger generation has seen the sage of receiving and leading, and the sage will be mentioned."

Jiang Ziya and Nezha Lei Zhenzi, their disciples, immediately bowed their heads and saluted to the two Western sages. ."

The first thousand and eighty-six chapters of sainthood

"No need to salute."

Daoist Receiver and Daoist Zhunti glanced at Nezha and Lei Zhenzi, and a strange light flashed in their eyes.

"As expected to be a disciple of Senior Brother Yuanshi's sect, he is so talented and intelligent, and he will have a bright future."

Daoist Zhunti even laughed, nodded towards Nezha and Lei Zhenzi and said in appreciation.

Not only that, the Daoist Zhunti also stood on the auspicious cloud and gently swept the Seven Treasures Tree in his hand, instantly recovering the 14 scars that Nezha and Lei Zhenzi had just left from the battle.

Lei Zhenzi and Nezha are still young and fledgling, how could they know that the quasi-daoist in front of him was known for hypocrisy as early as tens of thousands of years ago?With the good intentions of the Daoist Zhunti, he only had a better impression of the Daoist and the Daoist Zhunti.

"The two saints just stopped me from waiting, is it because there is something wrong with this devil?"

King Wu pointed to the ground with some doubts, the body of Shen Gongbao wrapped in a black robe, and then raised his head to ask the two Western saints.

The Daoist Receiver shook his head and said:

"I joined forces with my younger brother, but I couldn't kill the demon disciple here, so he has a very powerful magic weapon in his hand."

"The corpse in front of me is just a body borrowed by the demon world, not the devil himself."

Hearing that Nether Pluto had escaped the battlefield unharmed, King Wu and Jiang Ziya suddenly took a breath and looked at each other.

Netherworld's true strength has already shocked Jiang Ziya and Nezha in this battle. In the past, when they fought Netherworld, they even forced Netherworld to retreat many times. To this day, Daoist Burning Lamp is still in Netherworld's hands. With one move, everyone realized that Netherworld was just hiding its strength.

Even the two long-established Western sages couldn't kill Netherworld Star together. Their true cultivation base was evident, not to mention that they possessed a magic weapon that even sages were afraid of. Suddenly Jiang Ziya's face became a little heavy.

This battle of conferring gods has now turned into a chaotic situation where Jiang Ziya can't even do divination.

The addition of multiple forces has also made this war, which was originally only about the replacement of human dynasties, more and more complicated.

"Although the devil has left, I believe he will make a comeback. As for this body that he abandoned..."

Daoist Zhunti raised a palm in front of his chest and lowered his head slightly with a look of compassion on his face.

"Because the primordial spirit that hosts the disciples of the demon world has been eroded by the demonic way. If it is not controlled, I am afraid that the demonic way will erode more living beings in the flood."

"I also ask the two uncles to help."

Jiang Ziya immediately requested to receive 543 people from the Daoist Daoist and quasi-daoist people.

The Daoist receptionist and the Daoist quasi-ti looked at each other, then nodded:

"For the sake of the common people, it is my duty as a saint."

Facing Shen Gongbao, who was lying quietly on the ground and wrapped in a black robe, the Taoist Zhunti turned his hand and took out a treasure gourd from his cuff.

The treasure gourd is engraved with some very magical patterns, forming a picture of auspicious clouds flowing and cranes soaring. The Daoist Zhunti held the bottom of the treasure gourd with one hand and gently tilted the mouth of the gourd towards the corpse on the ground.

"Wait and step back, so as not to contaminate the magic path remaining in this body."."

The first thousand and eighty-seventh chapter Hugh has to be presumptuous in front of this saint

Daoist Zhunti motioned Nezha and the others to back away, and then fixed his eyes on the corpse wrapped in the black robe, and took off the stopper on the mouth of the gourd with the other hand.

"Clap."

Only a clear sound was heard, and then the patterns carved on the treasure gourd flashed bright lights, and a green torrent that was visible to the naked eye kept pouring out of the mouth of the treasure gourd, pouring onto Shen Gongbao's body.

When the torrent wrapped Shen Gongbao's entire body in it, Nezha and the others were surprised that the torrent turned out to be Xiaguang.

As soon as the magic weapon came out, it immediately caused the law of magic that remained in Shen Gongbao's body.

Under the shroud of the emerald green glow, Shen Gongbao's motionless corpse trembled violently, startling Desire Island and the others.

Several Western Zhou generals, seeing this scene, also pulled out their weapons as if they were facing a great enemy, and guarded King Wu behind them, for fear that something would happen to King Wu.

"It's just some bad thoughts, and I dare to be presumptuous in front of this seat. "!"

The treasured gourd in Daoist Zhunti’s hand was still pouring out the rays of light towards Shen Gongbao’s trembling body, and at the same time he snorted coldly, stepping on the auspicious cloud under his feet, and the auspicious cloud immediately burst into a dazzling golden light.

Being suppressed by Xiaguang and Jinguang at the same time, Shen Gongbao, who was shaking violently, became motionless again, but his only remaining arm, at this time, moved the masked face away from the palm of his hand.

Not only that, Shen Gongbao's bumpy eyes, open mouth, nostrils and ears also began to gush out black smoke.

"Huhuhu..."

The black smoke slowly rose, and reconvened above Shen Gongbao's corpse to form a skinny evil ghost, wailing silently at everyone present with frantic claws and claws.

The cold and evil aura suddenly made all the people who practiced the immortal path feel uncomfortable.

After looking around at everyone on the tower, the vision of the residual magic law, grinned at the Daoist Receptionist and the Daoist Zhunti with some fear and fear.