After Tucheng Daosheng, my identity was exposed

"Teacher, I'm so pitiful! I was tricked by that shameless World Master!"

Zhunti said miserably, pouring out bitter water.

After Hongjun finished listening, he looked at Zhunti with eyes that looked mentally retarded.

"So, why are you touching that token?"

Zhunti was stunned when he heard the words.

This is his instinct.

As soon as I see something good, I want to buy it.

That golden token is shiny gold, and it looks like a good thing.

How can he bear it?

Looking at Zhunti, Hongjun hated that iron could not be made into steel.

"Teacher, this disciple knows he was wrong."

"Please teach me to restore the realm of a saint!"

Zhunti said with tears all over his face, and kowtowed to Hongjun frantically.

Zhunti knew that he had offended so many people in the prehistoric world.

Twelve Ancestral Witches, Hongyun Patriarch, Zhen Yuanzi, Tongtian Sect Master.

It's good that he is a sage of heaven, if he loses his position as a sage of heaven, he will probably be killed sooner or later.

When Hongjun heard this, he also let out a long sigh in his heart.

The luck on his body continued to decline, and he could only maintain a state of fitness in front of him.

In front of Tiandao, he doesn't have much right to speak.

It can be said that it is very difficult to sanctify Zhunti's preaching.

However, difficulties are difficulties.

Both the Twelve Ancestral Witches and Ye Feng are already so powerful.

One's own strength must not retreat.

Otherwise, the right to speak in the prehistoric world would really be out of his hands.

"Wait a minute, Pindao will discuss with Tiandao."

Hongjun said that he could only ask Tiandao for help with the cheek.

"Thank you, Master, thank you, Master."

Zhunti said quickly, with a look of hope in his eyes.

Hongjun Daozu closed his eyes slightly, and began to communicate with the consciousness of heaven.

Zhunti waited beside him anxiously.

Time passed minute by minute, and after a full quarter of an hour, Hongjun did not reply.

At this moment, Zhun Ti felt even more uneasy.

Because if it goes well, Hongjun Daozu has already given a reply.

Finally, after half an hour, Daozu Hongjun finally opened his eyes.

However, Hongjun Daozu's face was not very good-looking, a little complicated.

"Dare to ask Master, is there a way?"

Zhunti asked with great anticipation.

"Forehead……"

"Nowadays there is no other way to obtain a large amount of Heavenly Dao merit."

"If you want to return to the holy position, you can only continue to borrow the merits of Tiandao from Tiandao."

Daozu Hongjun said.

When Zhunti heard this, his face was also a little ugly.

He is now a sage of Huabei, and he hasn't paid off the Huabei last time.

Wouldn't it make things worse if I had to borrow it again now?

However, up to now, he has no other choice.

If he can't return to the holy land, he will be cold sooner or later.

"can."

Zhunti gritted his teeth and said.

"This... if you want to borrow it,... nine out of ten and thirteen out..."

Daozu Hongjun said again.

"This……"

When Zhunti heard this, his eyes widened instantly, as if he had eaten maggots, and his face was extremely ugly.

Nine times out and thirteen times out, this can be said to be usury!

Hongjun looked at Zhunti's aggrieved look, feeling a little helpless in his heart.

His previous series of plans failed, which already made the Heavenly Dao Consciousness very disappointed in him.

Moreover, he can only barely maintain a state of fitness.

It can be said that there is no face at all in front of the will of heaven.

Whatever conditions Tiandao gave, he could only accept them unconditionally.

"If you don't want to, go back first, and Pindao will find a way for you in the future."

Hongjun said.

"No, no, master, the disciple is willing."

Zhunti said quickly.

He didn't dare to leave Zixiao Palace without recovering the realm of a saint, or he would be cold sooner or later.

"it is good."

Hongjun nodded, and immediately started making arrangements for Zhunti.

Chapter 257 Killing the Kunlun Mountains

Zhunti was forced to return nine out of nine and thirteen, and signed an unequal treaty.

Although he paid an extremely painful price, he was finally proclaimed and sanctified anyway.

All kinds of golden auspicious clouds, smallpox, etc. reappeared, witnessing Zhunti's re-proving.

Allow to mention.

The first Huabei saint.

The first saint to be killed.

The first nine out of thirteen belong to the usury sage.

I have to say that Zhunti's life has been full of ups and downs...

"In the future, don't want to take away any good things you see."

"Snack on it!"

Hongjun said helplessly to Zhuangti.

"Yes, the disciple knows."

Zhunti said respectfully.

"Well, back off."

Hongjun said lightly.

"Yes."

Zhunti nodded, turned and left.

After leaving Zixiao Palace, he tried to restore his legs with saint-level means.

But the power of the system is too powerful, even if he regains the realm of a saint, nothing will change.

"Ugh……"

"Sit cross-legged in front of outsiders from now on, or it will be too embarrassing."

Zhunti thought helplessly.

The appearance of his short legs is so humorous, it really makes his majesty as a saint greatly compromised.

On the other hand, after answering the question this time, Ye Feng's strength has improved by leaps and bounds, approaching the realm of a saint.

At this time, another shocking phenomenon appeared in the Nether world.

At the same time, an extremely terrifying aura erupted from the center of the Nether world.

At this moment, time suddenly seems to have passed billions of epochs, and it seems to be stagnant.

At the same time, the gate of the closed place rumbled open.

Zhu Jiuyin walked out of it.

"Haha, second brother, you're finally out!"

Qiangliang Zuwu laughed happily, and rushed towards Zhu Jiuyin, very excited.

The rest of Zu Wu and Ye Feng also arrived one after another.

After hearing what happened during this period, Zhu Jiuyin also took a deep breath.

He didn't expect that Ye Feng and Di Jiang were almost killed when his breakthrough was only one step too late.

Apart from palpitations, the anger in Zhu Jiuyin's heart also burned.

Taiqing Laozi, Yuanshi Tianzun and the Twelve Ancestral Witches are all Pan Gu authentic.

Now he did such a shameless thing.

A strong man in the realm of a saint actually attacked Ye Feng, a junior who had not broken through the realm of the saint.

This was unbearable at the time.

"go!"

"Go directly to Kunlun Mountain!"

Zhu Jiuyin ancestor witch said very violently.

"Okay, kill these two old shameless bastards."

"He has such a despicable heart, but he still has the nerve to call himself a descendant of Pangu."

Zhu Jiuyin said domineeringly.

He has already been proclaimed and sanctified, so how can he swallow this bad breath.

"it is good."

Dijiang Zuwu nodded and said.

With the help of Houtu Ancestral Witch, his injuries have recovered, and his condition has reached its peak again. Naturally, he has to fight hard.

"Be careful."

"If you take action against Taiqing Laozi and others this time, I'm afraid it will be considered that they are invincible."

"The demon court will also help."

Houtu Zuwu said.