A sword to kill the immortal, the daughter who was looking for her father was shocked to become a go

"Junior brother, are you beating the younger one, and the older one?"

Although Sun Wukong didn't know the Dharma-receiving figure, when he saw his coercion, he knew he was a powerful character.

Marshal Canopy snorted coldly, still holding the shivering little piggy in his arms, strode towards the clouds.

"Hehe, this Avalokitesvara wanted to beat me into a pig's womb, I was just fighting back."

"Ben Shuai, what's wrong?!"

Facing the phantom of the saint's dharma, Marshal Tianpeng still did not flinch, but became more and more powerful.

You know, this Daoist Zu Hongjun issued a decree, forbidding saints to enter the Three Realms.

If you come to interfere with the immeasurable calamity in person, you will be hit by the thunder of the purple sky god!
What's more, I still have my master behind me, so I'm afraid he'll be a fool!

Big deal, 18 years later he will be a handsome and extraordinary hero again.

At least it's better than this pig fetus.

Then he dared to be presumptuous when he was introduced to the canopy, he was furious, and said angrily:
"You are courting death!"

But just when the drawing phantom was about to cast down the wrath of thunder.

Boom!

I saw that the 33 heavens suddenly opened, and the sky was filled with brilliant light.

There are even more hypes falling from the sky, and thousands of visions of golden lotus emerging from the ground.

I saw the nine-color lotus throne, with ten crane covers falling from the sky.

On the nine-color lotus throne, there is a figure exuding a quasi-sacred aura sitting upright.

"Receiving the sage, why are you so angry with the junior?"

Master Xuandu looked at the phantom in the nine heavens, with a calm expression on his face, and said with a light smile.

When I saw the Master Xuandu appearing in Huaguo Mountain.

The Jade Emperor in Lingxiao Palace was startled and said:
"Master Xuandu has been alarmed?!"

On the other hand, Marshal Peng Peng was also stunned, and even stuttered, "Master...Master!"

Master Xuandu glanced at Tianpeng, still showing a smiling face like a spring breeze, and nodded slightly.

But the reception was as expected, coldly said:
"Xuandu, do you still want to plead for him?"

"Several masters of heaven have left this world, how dare you be arrogant in front of me?!"

This Master Xuandu made good friends with those masters of the Heavenly Dao.

Otherwise, I would not dare to be so calm and calm in front of a saint.

But Master Xuandu didn't seem to hear the words of introduction, but his eyes glowed coldly, and he said with a sneer:

"I think you have forgotten the fear of being dominated by Lu Changsheng."

Lu Changsheng!
When I heard the name Master Xuandu said.

It was already the reception of the supreme saint, as if recalling the nightmare-like fear, there was a trace of panic and fear on his face.

It seems that the three words Lu Changsheng have great power.

Even saints are humble and weak existences like ants in front of them.

The leading saint forcibly calmed down and said with a sneer:
"A dead person, you dare to move out to scare me?!"

But as soon as the words fell.

Lu Changsheng, who was still pruning flat peach trees in the manor, changed his face slightly, looked up at the phantom in the nine heavens, and said with some dissatisfaction:

"Dare to curse me to death?"

Lu Changsheng rubbed his fingers, and in an instant, three thousand thunders gathered on it, containing supreme power.

As if a trace of its power leaked out, it would be able to blast this Dongsheng Shenzhou into powder.

"Reward you."

Lu Changsheng pointed out lightly.

The three thousand heavenly thunders in this hand are piercing the endless emptiness, piercing through layers of emptiness, and blasting towards the guiding phantom in the nine heavens!

Rumble!
There was a loud thunder between heaven and earth, as if thousands of troops and horses were rushing to kill them, and it was more like the mournful wailing of ancient demon gods.

Then Jieyin noticed the Three Thousand Heavenly Thunder, and his expression changed drastically.

"Is this Heavenly Lightning Tribulation?!"

As the guide of a sage, he sensed an extremely terrifying power from the three thousand thunders!

It made him instinctively resound Daozu Hongjun's Zixiao Shenlei, and its power is even more terrifying!
This phantom of himself is a vulnerable existence in front of the three thousand thunders.

"This seat will definitely not bypass you!"

Because of the existence of the three thousand thunders, Jie Yin was afraid of getting burned, so he directly withdrew the phantom.

As for Master Xuandu and the others, because they were only quasi-sages, they could not perceive the true terror of the three thousand thunders.

"Is this because you have violated the Taoist patriarch's decree and provoked the punishment of heaven, so you retreated?"

Master Xuandu looked at the scattered Buddha light in the sky, frowned slightly, and thought.

But for some reason, Master Xuandu felt a trace of familiar existence from the three thousand thunders.

But just when everyone thought that this guide returned to the Paradise of Elysium and avoided the punishment of God.

Rumble!
The roar of the three thousand thunders rang out in the Western Ultimate Bliss World, heading towards the main body to suppress and kill!

"what?!"

"I have withdrawn from the Three Realms, why are you still hacking me!"

Seeing the three thousand thunder thundering down, Jieyin's face changed drastically, revealing a look of panic.

Jieyin hurriedly sacrificed the saint's mana, and a golden Buddha stood in the Paradise, trying to resist the three thousand thunders.

But the three thousand thunders pierced directly through the golden Buddha formed by the saint's mana, like a whip whipping on the face of Jieying.

Snapped!
Jieyin was hit by the three thousand-day lightning, and his whole body was directly pumped away for millions of miles, and he fell on the boundless world in an extremely embarrassing figure.

Jieyin was dumbfounded.

This is God's punishment? !
It's like being slapped in the mouth.

Jie Yin touched his hot face, there was clearly a blood red slap mark on it.

Zhunti, who followed closely, was also dumbfounded when he saw the slap print.

Isn't this the Three Thousand Heavenly Thunder? !
How did you become such a big mouther? ! !
This is outrageous!

"There is something wrong with these three thousand thunders!"

Jie Yin touched half of his face, gritted his teeth and said.

Even if it is Daozu Hongjun's Zixiao Shenlei, with the power of his own saint, he can resist a little power.

But these three thousand thunders directly pierced through his own golden Buddha!
At that moment of reception, I even felt a terrifying power that made me shudder!
This is even more terrifying than that Daoist Hongjun of Zixiao Palace!
Even a saint, in front of those three thousand thunders, is like an ant that can be crushed to death!

Zhunti looked at the bright red palm print, and his heart sank, and he said in a deep voice:
"I wanted to block it for you, but I sensed a warning from the thunder."

"If I make a move, the three thousand thunders will probably kill me all together."

At this moment, the atmosphere became a little dignified.

Jie Yin looked up at the 33rd layer of heaven, and said solemnly:
"Is it a warning from Daozu?"

Marshal Naipeng is a ninth-rank Da Luo Jinxian.

Perhaps it was precisely because of the Ninth Grade Daluo Flower that Dao Zu Hongjun took a fancy to it.

And he lowered the phantom of the saint again, which provoked the Taoist ancestor to take action.

After a moment of silence, Zhunti said slowly, "Maybe so."