My brother is so stable

Jie Yin instantly understood the cause and effect, and stared at Li Changshou, "How dare you calculate the poor!"

"To each other," Li Changshou said indifferently, "Today, fellow Taoist, it's better to focus on fighting with me instead of worrying about other things."

At Lingshan, Taoist Wenjing, who sucked a few big mouthfuls on the golden lotus, turned into a blood mosquito and flew out of the sky.

In the treasure pond, a golden lotus with only three petals left is slowly withering.

The chrysalis of the golden cicada hidden under the golden lotus is also infected by golden light at this moment...

Outside Chaoge City, in the twisted universe wrapped by the strong power of heaven, he tried to get away several times, but was stopped firmly by Li Changshou.

The figure of 'Zhunti' did not appear from beginning to end.

How can he appear at this moment?

In Li Changshou's heart, the battle between the Taiqing sage and the Taoist ancestor was happening back and forth.

Daozu accelerated the flow of time in the place of the great war. They felt that it was only a moment. In fact, the great war actually lasted for decades.

The Great Way of Yin and Yang crushed everything, suppressed the Three Thousand Great Ways, and the Tai Chi Diagram crushed the imprints of the endless Great Ways.

The most dazzling scene here was when the war ended.

Most of Daozu's burly figure was shattered, leaving only half of his face and half of his body, but on his chest, a ball of light like a sun star flickered lightly.

'Let's do it, Taiqing. '

"The poor way is the world, and the life of the poor way is the origin of the world!" '

'To kill Pindao is to destroy this world! '

The skinny figure hesitated, the black and white rays of light in his eyes quickly faded, and the fluttering long hair and Taoist robe gradually fell down.

It was just this moment of hesitation that Daozu's figure suddenly recovered, and he pressed his palm on the chest of the skinny old man, turning the skinny old man into a stone statue without any effort.

Road closed.

On the big tree that represented the prehistoric world, the phantom of the fourth sage appeared in the largest root.

Taiqing, the natural yin and yang avenue.

after all……

Li Changshou sighed in his heart.

The teacher was undefeated, but he couldn't find a way to deal with Daozu.

And the meaning of these pictures that the teacher gave him was not to explain anything to him, but to tell Li Changshou...

The path he took at this time was not wrong.

Chapter 725 Wandering in Xuandu City! [Super big cup! 】

The receiving saint is almost 'collapsing' at the moment.

What is this doing?Did Tiandao intentionally mess with his Western religion?

If the promised ambition is sanctified and followed by the heavens, the West will be prosperous, and their brothers and sisters will become heavenly saints no different from Sanqing.

But now, what is it?

Junior brother was beheaded by a non-saint, this is actually justified, after all, my junior brother was too much, many times, as a senior brother, he couldn't help but slap him twice.

But now!

The foundation of Qi luck taught in the West, the only innate top-grade Lingbao that he, a saint, can compare with the Sanqing Lingbao, the twelve-grade golden lotus of merit...

It's about to die!

He actually entrusted the Zhenjiao Lingbao to a traitor to take care of it for so many years!

This mosquito has never made a move, but waited for him to find an opportunity to sacrifice the god of receiving and leading, taking advantage of this opportunity to cut off the teaching and turn against the heavens, to save a large number of intercepting disciples as disciples of the Western Sect, at a critical moment, he suddenly made a move!

It hasn't been a moment since the luck of the Western Sect has been filled... the golden lotus is gone!

According to the rules of Duhua Dao, these newly promoted Western disciples, as the leader, cannot be directly obliterated.

Really, in just a split second, the luck of the Western religion that he had worked so hard to guide the saint to maintain for several yuanhuis collapsed!

The karma accumulated before was backlashed back, the karma of these Jiejiao disciples was backlashed back, and the twelfth-grade golden lotus that suppressed luck lost its spiritual power...

The Western religion can be renamed Xiaojiejiao!

The predicament that the Jujiao faced during the catastrophe was directly transferred to their Western Cult!

He received this group of interception disciples who were transformed by saints, and he also survived by doing so!

How can Jieyin not think about it, this is Li Changshou's scheme, this is the conspiracy of the "backdoor" sect!

"Li Changgeng!" Jieyin gritted his teeth and scolded, "You let the poor man go back, the poor man owes you a favor today!"

Li Changshou was silent, the Bajiu Xuangong was pushed to the extreme, and the Xuanhuang Pagoda suppressed himself. Even if the qi and blood were turbulent at this time, he was still giving the mosquito a little more chance to escape.

In such a situation at this time, it is not practical for Taoist Wenjing to go to the Heavenly Court to be a 'Dark Blade'.

He had already shown the way to Mosquito before, and to be on the safe side, let Wen Jing go directly to Xuandu City to find the big brother.

By the way, I mentioned to the teacher a long time ago that the senior brother does not enter the world.

Although the real reason may offend the archmage, if the archmage enters rashly, he who is unable to fight against the way of heaven will definitely become the weakness of the human religion...

It's very real.

Let's say that Li Changshou fought for a while with the sage who received him.

"By the order of the Taoist ancestors, capture Taibai Jinxing!"

A low shout came from the air, and several beams of light fell down, turning into six old men in gray robes, rushing into the battleground.

There was a faint sneer on the corner of Li Changshou's mouth, his body turned in vain, and he 'floated' hundreds of miles along the curved arc of the universe, leaving the saint and the six gray-robed old men behind.

In the East China Sea, the Daoyun of the Taiji Diagram is still appearing, Yunxiao is still saving people, Li Changshou must protect them for a while longer.

Holding a small killing gun, he said with a smile:

"Fellow Daoist, won't you show up?"

The group of old Taoists looked indifferent and didn't reply, and rushed towards Li Changshou with a stream of lights.