When the Big Brother Dresses as a Cannon Fodder [Quick Transmigration]

Zhunti used a lot of strength, and the Seven Treasure Tree hit Su Daji firmly on the back.

The sage couldn't bear this blow, Su Daji swayed, and half-kneeled on the clouds in front of Kong Xuan, with nine white tails reaching up to the sky, blocking Kong Xuan behind him.

Those mosquitoes and flies can suck up the blood of ascetics. Why is the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit so advanced? When encountering mosquitoes and flies, there is only a turtle shell left. Su Daji dare not imagine that Kong Xuan, who can't move under the pressure of the saint. , What will happen to mosquitoes and flies.

Su Daji wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth casually, looking at Zhunti and Jieyin who were ready to go, she felt that she was going to be cold today.

The Emperor of Heaven is mandated by Heaven, if he intervenes in conferring the gods, he will have a much greater influence on the conferring of the gods than a saint. In order to prevent the emperor from making trouble in the matter of conferring the gods, the three saints of the three sects of Xuanmen have already made an agreement with the emperor of heaven. Neither the Heavenly Emperor nor they are allowed to interfere in the matter of conferring the gods.

Yuanshi Laozi and Tongtian had no way to come out to help her. If they acted rashly, it would give the Emperor of Heaven an opportunity to intervene in conferring the gods.

No one can come out to help her at this time. No matter how Kong Xuan is No. 1 under the saint, when he meets the saint, he can only be suppressed and beaten by the saint.

She needs to think of other ways.

Su Daji hooked the corners of her lips, and said, "Only this ability? After all, the west is a barren land, and the saints raised are so weak. Just now, if it was any saint from the three Taoist religions, I would I can't stand up right now."

When fighting with Zhunzi, although she had a slight advantage, Zhunti did not show any flaws. This is not the way to continue the fight. She must find out his weakness and end the battle as soon as possible.

They had two saints, she only had one, and she couldn't afford it.

People who lose their minds are more likely to show their flaws.

Su Daji taunted while fiddling with the portable space calmly.

One day on Penglai Island, one year on the ground, during the time spent on Penglai Island, her personal space has returned to normal.

Su Daji asked the Jinjiang system: "Is there a way to kill a saint?"

Jin Jiang's icy mechanical voice rang out one after another: "There is no... solution except...to die together."

Su Daji: "..."

Okay, so what's the difference?

She wanted to stop Fengshen, but she also wanted to live.

The power of the saint is great, and if she dies with the saint, she will also hurt herself. If she is wiped out here, maybe she is really dead.

Su Daji hesitated for a moment, and in the blink of an eye, he fought several rounds with Zhunti and the two sages.

Her tail is protecting Kong Xuan, to prevent mosquitoes and flies from sucking Kong Xuan's essence and blood. In this case, it is equivalent to wasting half of her skills. It's a bit difficult for her to get together alone, and she has to protect Kong Xuan again, after several rounds, her body is getting more and more injured.

The voice of Kong Xuan slapping the barrier forcefully came from the barrier formed by the tail: "Little fox?! Let me out!"

Su Daji's chest rose and fell slightly, and said: "Don't let go, I'm covering you now."

As soon as the words were finished, from the corner of the eye, I saw the Dinghai Pearl in the hands of Taoist Ran Deng, and on the other side, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit fought against the three great warriors alone.

Even though Xiaoyu and Hu Ximei got her aura of righteousness and sanctification, their own cultivation was too low. Even though their Taoism increased greatly after absorbing the aura, they were no match for the immortals in the sky.

Time and time again, he wanted to rush in to help, but after being caught by the aftermath of the skills of the immortals in the air, he immediately fell into the clouds and fell to the ground.

Su Daji sighed softly.

She can't hold off any longer.

If we continue to procrastinate, there is only one result. She is a saint, indestructible, she cannot die, but Kong Xuan, Jin Ling, Xiaoyu and even Hu Ximei will all be killed by Zhunti and Jieyin.

Su Daji closed her eyes, her breathing became weaker and weaker, and she sighed and asked the Jinjiang system: "Is there any way for me to keep my soul when I detonate myself?"

As long as she can keep her soul, she can be reborn.

Besides, if the two saints Jieyin and Zhunti were killed by her, the strength of the Emperor of Heaven would also be greatly weakened. It would not take tens of millions of years for San Qing to force the Emperor of Heaven to return his life to the sky.

It is the best way for her to kill Yingying and Zhunti at the cost of her own death.

The sound of sizzling electricity filled the eardrums, and Su Daji knew that it was the Jinjiang system practicing various methods.

Jieyin and Zhunti's attacks became faster and faster, Su Daji received another slap, and the nine tails trembled.

Su Daji urged: "Hurry up, you can go to my grave to play disco."

The sound of the electric current stopped abruptly, and the unique mechanical sound of the Jinjiang system sounded again: "Use the feather that Kong Xuan gave you as a medium, and before you blew yourself up, introduce your soul into the feather. As long as Kong Xuan does not die, you can be reborn. "

This method works.

Kong Xuan was the first peacock when the world was created, and he was there when the world was there. Of course, unless a certain saint got tired of living and crooked, Kong Xuan could be killed at the cost of his own soul.

In fact, although the sage said that his life was empty and lonely all day, and his life was boring, he never had the idea of ​​seeking death and life, so no one would pay such a high price to kill Kong Xuan.

"Okay, let's do this, and prepare to extradite the soul immediately."

Su Daji said to the Jinjiang system.

After receiving the order, the Jinjiang system began to analyze the feather medium, and the sound of the electric current was endless. Su Daji raised his head, buttocked Yin and Zhunti and showed his big white teeth, and said: "The most poisonous woman's heart, I wonder if the two saints have heard it? "

Jieyin and Zhunsu exchanged glances, thinking that Su Daji was trying to hold on.

To be precise, Su Daji is not a disciple of the Jiejiao, and the relationship with King Zhou is just a few sleeps. There is no reason to work for the Jiejiao Yin Shang, and he will not get rid of them at the cost of disappearing.

Jieyin Taoist said: "The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and we can turn our backs. Fellow Daoist, you stop now, and we can let the past go."

The corners of Su Daji's mouth curled slightly, and said, "Let's not blame the past?"

"Five, four, three, two—" The Jinjiang system began to count down.

Su Daji smiled brightly, and said, "I'm sorry, I will take revenge for every wrong done."

"one."

When the white light suddenly appeared, the pupils of Jieyin and Zhunti shrank suddenly, trying to take advantage of the breeze to escape, but it was too late, and there was only an unwilling echo: "No!"

The dazzling white light covered the sky and the sun, hovering over the land of Kyushu for a long time, devouring all the filth in the world.

The fluffy tail fell limply, Kong Xuan finally saw the light of day, the woman's brisk voice sounded from the bottom of his heart: "Live well, wait for me to come back."

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, who was fighting with Ran Deng and other immortals, was excited by the white light and fell from the clouds to the ground one after another.

The coercion of the saint's fall was so strong that all the immortals couldn't stand up, and what's more, even the golden immortal showed his dharma appearance.

Xiaoyu Hu Ximei showed herself, nine pheasants whined, and the strings of the jade lute broke.

Kong Xuan transformed from a peacock into a human form, his face became more and more red, and he looked up at the dazzling white light in the sky.

I don't know how long it took before the white light finally dissipated, and all the fairies recovered their human bodies, some were rolling on the ground in pain, and they couldn't help but coughed violently on the ground.

Kong Xuan stood in the wind, and the strong wind was blowing his clothes and long hair.

A feather fluttered down, Kong Xuan stretched out his hand, and the feather fell on his palm.

Gently, softly, very much like that coquettish woman pressing a kiss on his palm.

Kong Xuan closed his eyes.

Amidst the whistling wind, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit looked up at the sky, and said softly, "Fellow Daji...has fallen?"

Puxian Cihang and Manjusri, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know if I should continue this drama.

The two saints of the Western religion are both dead, why are they still pretending to kill each other to win the belief in the Western religion?

Xiaoyu and Hu Ximei cried until they lost their shapes, cursing and swearing at the Western religion.

The fairies were either silent, or sentimental. Standing outside the fairies, the Daoist Ran Deng fell on the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit who raised his eyebrows to look at the sky, and slowly raised the Dinghai Pearl.

Chanjiao could have been the head of the three teachings, and Yuanshi Tianzun's ambition was not limited to being a saint, but it was this woman who disturbed Chanjiao's restlessness, and Yuanshi Tianzun often lost his mind.

No one can die, but this woman must die.

Taoist Ran Deng's eyes were slightly cold, Ding Haizhu let go, and flew to the forehead of the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit didn't pay attention to the things around her, she was still looking at the pale clouds in the sky, and Dinghaizhu arrived in no time.

The speed was too fast, and Dinghaizhu belonged to Lao Tzu. When ordinary golden immortals met Dinghaizhu, they had only a dead end.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit frowned slightly, and raised her flying golden sword to fix Haizhu.

When Fei Jinjian met Ding Haizhu, it was broken into two pieces, and Ding Haizhu continued to fly towards her.

Just as it was about to fall on her forehead, a ray of light flashed, and a familiar breath came over her face.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit only felt her body turn around and fall into a warm embrace.

Yuanshi Tianzun in front of him bent his left hand, holding the Dinghai Pearl in his palm, and wrapped his right hand around her waist.

The Holy Mother of Jinling turned cold, and broke away from Yuanshi Tianzun's arms.

Yuanshi Tianzun frowned slightly, put his empty right hand behind his back, and played with Dinghaizhu with his left.

Ding Haizhu's luster flashed through his gloomy eyes, he raised his eyebrows, and looked at Taoist Ran Deng not far away.

Daoist Ran Deng's usual gentle eyes receded his disguise, looked at Yuanshi Tianzun sternly, and said, "Do you still remember your original wish?"

Daoist Ran Deng pointed at the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, and said angrily: "For this woman, you can't care about anything. Do you still remember your status as a saint and your ambition to rise to the clouds?!"

Yuanshi Tianzun's eyes were bright and dark.

Master Tongtian descended slowly from the clouds, patted Kong Xuan who had been silent all this time, turned his head and said to Ran Deng: "You can shut up, look at yourself, you are not much better than him."

"A sage is a sage as well as a human being. If he doesn't even have joy, anger, sorrow, what's the difference between a rock and a tree? A sage lives the same life as the heaven and the earth, and his lifespan is endless. If you live according to your way, what's the point of living? You can kill it with one hit."

Kong Xuan shook his shoulders.

The voice of the Master Tongtian swearing continued, Kong Xuan suddenly remembered what Nujiao had said to him.

"It's just a living life, it's too boring."

Although he lived for thousands of years that year, his mind was still young.

She didn't know anything about it, she just thought that Nvjiao lived too long and was lonely, so she went to Dayu.

Now that I think about it, it is not.

There is such a person, she will suddenly break into your life and make you find that your previous days were gloomy.

Her soul carries light, which can illuminate every dark corner of your heart. All your sharpness and arrogance will turn into three thousand fingers in front of her.

Since then, he lived for her and died for her, invincible.

Kong Xuan closed his eyes, and the five-color divine light shot straight into the sky.

Another saint was born.

Jieyin and Zhunti are the gods of the Emperor of Heaven. After these two saints disappeared, the strength of the Emperor of Heaven was greatly reduced. Sanqing didn't make much effort to let the Emperor of Heaven return his life to the sky.

360 The Five Righteous Gods return to their thrones, some are listed after death, and some are listed in the flesh.

On the Conferred God Stage, a red light flashed, Wen Zhong appeared, and not far away from the clouds and mists was the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit in fluttering robes.

Wen Zhong was absent-minded for a moment, and raised his black combat boots.

There was bursts of celestial music, the breeze was blowing, Wen Zhong pursed his lips, and then took back his steps.

The Holy Mother of Jinling smiled lightly and said, "Zhong'er."

Wen Zhong's brows stretched out, and the red figure disappeared in the Conferred God Stage.

"Master—"

With a peacock feather in his mouth, Kong Xuan watched the immortals enshrine the gods boredly.

Time turns and stars move, and in a blink of an eye it is another reincarnation.

The colorful feathers lazily stretched their waists, and in the full moonlight, a graceful figure slowly stepped out.

Kong Xuan raised his eyebrows slightly, his voice was slightly hoarse, and he said, "Fellow Daoist, long time no see, are you dual cultivators?"

I don't know how many years later, Master Tongtian picked up another litter of strange-shaped animals. While stroking their fur, he walked around the house and saw a big peacock followed by a bunch of small peacocks on the 33rd heaven.

The leader of Tongtian Sect sighed endlessly: "Can there be offspring in different species? It seems that my disciples and grandchildren don't have to grow old alone."

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"The host has successfully completed the task."

"Does the host accept the new mission?"

The familiar mechanical sound sounded, and Yan Xi rubbed her eyebrows.

As soon as Yan Xi's voice fell, a bright light suddenly appeared in front of her eyes:

"If I marry Zhang Wuji, my own parents will die in the ground, and my bones will not be safe. My master Miejue Shitai will become a fierce ghost, making me restless day and night. If I have children with him, the man will be a slave for generations. Women are prostitutes forever."

"Zhang Wuji! Today's wedding, you really want to abandon me? If you leave, don't come back!"

Yan Xi raised her eyebrows lightly, and the corners of her mouth curled up.

Hey, Xiao Baihua's history of blackening, it's a pity that she used the female supporting script, no matter how tricks she tried, she would be ruined and cast aside by others.

Yan Xi said: "I took this task."

People often say that when they first met in Hanshui, Zhou Zhiruo missed half of Zhang Wuji's life, but for Zhou Zhiruo, Zhang Wuji missed her whole life.

For Zhang Wuji, she disobeyed her teacher's order, and her hands were bloodied. What Zhang Wuji returned to her was to go with Zhao Min on the wedding day.

And Zhao Min was the one who killed her dear and beloved master, and also took away the Emei Sect's Yitian Sword.

The Yitian Sword originally belonged to Emei. Since it was taken away by Zhao Min, Zhang Wuji never asked Zhao Min to return it, as if he had already determined that the Yitian Sword belonged to Zhao Min.

She was forced to steal the Yitian Sword belonging to the head of the Emei Sect.

She could have brought it back in a dignified manner.

Yan Xi closed her eyes.

With Miss Zhou's scheming, her courage, and her looks, what do you need Zhang Wuji, a big pig?

Standing up as a king can reach the pinnacle of life in minutes, and there is no need to be the woman behind Zhang Wuji.