The strongest collapse system

Chapter 528 Exhale
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Tang Seng hurriedly replied.

"Where did the elder come from, and why did he meditate on the way?" The Taoist looked at Tang Seng and asked with a smile.

Tang Seng looked at the Taoist priest in front of him, feeling a little flustered for no reason, but he still answered truthfully: "The poor monk is a person sent by the Tang Dynasty in the east to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures. When he passes by here, he has the right to rest for a while."

"The elder came to the east, but did he ever pass through the poor and barren mountains?" The Taoist asked again.

"I don't know where the treasure mountain is?" Tang Seng asked.

"Wuzhuang Temple on Longevity Mountain is where the poor Taoist lives." The Taoist laughed.

Tang Seng's body shook suddenly, and his expression changed drastically.

There is no need to answer, and there is no need to ask again. The Quanzhen in front of him is the ancestor of the earth immortal, and he is the same king as the world.

Zhen Yuanzi!
Tang Seng wanted to open his mouth to say something, but was interrupted by Zhu Bajie, who only heard Bajie say: "I have never passed by, I have never passed by, we came from other places."

Zhen Yuanzi pointed at Zhu Bajie, and said with a smile: "Bad money! Who are you hiding from? In my opinion, you stole two ginseng fruits, fled here overnight, and still haven't confessed, what are you covering up? Don't leave, return the fruits to me as soon as possible." Come!"

When Zhu Bajie heard the words, he was furious and pulled out a nine-toothed rake. Without further ado, he built it according to Zhen Yuanzi's disheveled head.

brush!
Zhen Yuanzi swayed, easily dodged, and then flew straight into the air with the auspicious light, revealing his original shape.

But it was a young Taoist priest wearing a crane cloak and a purple gold crown, handsome and elegant.

Holding a whisk in his hand, the young Taoist was looking at Zhu Bajie and the other four indifferently, his eyes full of indifference.

Zhu Bajie chased into the sky, and Shangbaoqin's golden rake swung furiously, but no matter how hard he tried, he was blocked by Zhen Yuanzi's dust whisk, and he couldn't even touch the corner of his clothes.

"receive!"

Zhen Yuanzi resisted a few more times, then became impatient, and suddenly activated his mana, stretched out his robe sleeves, brushed them, and knocked Zhu Bajie to the ground, and then the sleeves of his robe rose against the wind, like covering the sky and sun, facing The four of Wang Fan surrounded them with men and horses.

"Not good!" Bajie roared, and desperately swung the rake, trying to tear his sleeves.

But when the sleeves are twirled with fingers, it is no different from ordinary fabrics, it is soft, but when it is built with a nail, it is harder than fairy iron. Clinking, noisy and deafening.

"useless."

Wang Fan took a step forward, the magic power of the five elements gathered in his hands, endlessly, and bombarded the sleeve of the robe, but it had no effect. The majestic punch was like rainwater entering a river, and disappeared in an instant, without even a wave turn up.

He wanted to use Five Elements Earth Escape again, but found that after entering the ground three feet, the originally soft ground became harder than immortal steel.

"As expected of the peak realm of the celestial beings, the magic power has been fully integrated into one, reaching the unfathomable realm." Wang Fan sighed in his heart.

The difference is too big!
Now Wang Fan can only rely on the system to escape Zhen Yuanzi's blockade.

But the matter has not yet reached the final step, Wang Fan will not waste the Honkai points he has collected so hard to get out of the universe in his sleeve.After all, he even survived the 500-year suppression of the Five Elements Mountain, within a short time.

brush!
Zhen Yuanzi gathered his sleeves abruptly, sealing off Wang Fan and his party.

He flew straight back to Wuzhuang Temple and sat down, then opened the sleeves of his robe and released the four of them.

Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha rolled to the ground, and Wang Fan steadied himself the moment he was released, and supported Tang Seng.

"Why are you back again?" Tang Seng was caged in his sleeves before, with a confused face, but now he saw the light again, saw the scene in Wuzhuang Temple, and felt bitter in his heart.

He looked up, and immediately saw Immortal Zhenyuan on the high hall with a cold expression on his face.

As long as you are not an idiot, you can understand what happened.

The owner of the ginseng fruit is here to make trouble!

"It was our fault before. I don't know what the commander intends to do by taking us captive here?" Tang Seng stepped forward and saluted.

"Pindao is so angry!" Zhen Yuanzi said with a flat expression, "I am so angry! I am so angry!"

Tang Seng was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect Zhen Yuanzi to say that.

How could a great immortal like Zhen Yuanzi say such shameless words?
Just like a mortal!
"If that's the case..." Tang Seng pondered for a moment, then said, "...Daozhang, you can beat us up and calm down!"

Zhen Yuanzi's eyes narrowed slightly, and a smile appeared on his originally handsome and indifferent face.

Like red plums blooming in the cold winter, the surrounding environment has become much brighter and more vivid.

"That's good." With a flick of the immortal's fly whisk, Zhen Yuanzi condensed his mana into a chain, tied Tang Monk to the eaves pillar of the main hall, and then called his apprentice over, "Apprentice, this monk is a monk. Don't add an iron axe, and take out that leather whip, beat him up, and let me calm down!"

One of his immortals walked out and brought a whip.

This whip, named Seven Star Whip, is not made of cowhide, sheepskin, suede, or calf skin, but dragon skin.

A terrifying wave of mana radiates from the whip all the time, and there are some dark red marks attached to it, like the blood of some powerful creature.

From the seat of the Great Immortal of Zhenyuan came out a rather stout man, with a hulking back and thick muscles, but he was an immortal who specialized in body training.

He took the whip, shook it lightly, and shook it straight, like a spear.

Da da!

The fairy took the whip, went to the eaves pillar, and then waved the whip, making a gesture to hit Tang Monk.

When Zhu Bajie saw it, he felt anxious: "The old monk can't help beating the mortal body, not to mention a whip, just a whip, and his flesh and blood will be turned into ashes, and he will be completely punished. At that time, he will not be able to go to the West, and he will not be able to obtain the scriptures. Is it not my karma?"

He couldn't help taking a step forward, and said, "Sir, I'm sorry, I was the one who stole the fruit, and I was the one who ate the fruit. Why didn't you beat me, but beat my master instead?"

Immortal Zhenyuan said indifferently: "If the teaching is not strict, the teacher is lazy."

Zhu Bajie suddenly sneered, with a mocking expression on his face.

"What are you laughing at?" Daxian Zhenyuan asked with a frown.

"Mr. is supernatural, don't you know what I'm laughing at?" Zhu Bajie sneered endlessly, "If the teacher is not strict, the teacher is lazy! So this is the truth."

If the teaching is not strict, the teacher is lazy.

Immortal Zhenyuan glanced at the disciples, and two of them lowered their heads.

It was Qingfeng and Mingyue.

"It's true that my junior brother and I were wrong for stealing ginseng fruit, but we apologized. At that time, the two students also accepted it, but now they come to turn the tables. It's really embarrassing!" Zhu Bajie mocked.

"Okay, since you are so responsible, I won't beat your master, just beat you. As long as you can withstand three whips, it will be written off."

Immortal Zhenyuan suddenly showed a smile.

　Southern Song Dynasty Wang Yinglin, "San Zi Jing".Parallel time and space, don't blame everyone.

　　
　
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