Hong Huang: We Wu Clan are so tough!

Wu Shen was very clear.

If Dijun is too desperate.

Plus sanqing.

Then he and the Twelve Ancestral Witches will win in the end.

It must have been a miserable victory.

Moreover, both Sanqing and Emperor Juntaiyi bear the destiny of heaven.

Want to kill five of them.

It is very likely that it will be hindered by heaven.

There is no way for the current witch clan to confront the Heavenly Dao head-on.

Since it is impossible to cut the weeds and eradicate the roots.

Wu Shen didn't intend to waste time on Di Jun and Tai Yi.

"Your Chaos Clock can't break my Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda."

"I can't break you either."

"Drag on like this."

"It's not a problem for us to fight for thousands of years."

Wu Shen grinned.

"Thousands of years later, it will be the time when Zixiao Palace preaches for the second time."

"You said that I will pester you when the time comes, what will you lose?"

Tai Yi's face changed again.

His original idea of ​​helping Sanqing was not strong enough.

It's nothing more than for the congenital gourd.

But if it is for the congenital gourd, the opportunity to preach in Zixiao Palace will be lost.

That is definitely not worth the candle.

Dijun Taiyi is a born emperor of the monster clan.

this means.

They have bigger ambitions.

This ambition must be fulfilled through preaching in Zixiao Palace.

No matter how precious the congenital gourd is.

It's not worth trading your own ambition for it.

Wu Shen saw Tai Yi's expression.

I knew the other party was tempted.

So I quickly added it.

"Whenever you are free, it will not be a problem for us to fight slowly for thousands of years."

"Now, are you really sure that you want to fight for the future for Sanqing?"

"For the sake of one, call you a lowly furry and armored guy who moistens eggs?"

Taichi stops the Chaos Clock's attack.

Just keep the Chaos Clock on top of your head.

"Innate gourd, I want half of it."

"I can let you choose first."

Taichi thinks.

This is his biggest concession.

Wu Shen rolled his eyes.

"Then keep fighting."

"Anyway, our family doesn't need to go to Zixiao Palace to listen to sermons."

Di Jiang laughed out loud.

The four wings on the back flapped wildly.

Countless space cracks bombarded Taiyi from all directions.

These space cracks are not mainly attacking.

Simply to delay time.

Tai Yi's expression became extremely ugly.

After fighting for hundreds of rounds.

Tai Yi felt more and more that it was completely worthless for him to work hard at this time.

Moreover, Wu Shendi Jiang made it clear that he was delaying time.

"Okay, my brother and I will quit."

"I don't want the congenital gourd either."

Wu Shen laughed.

"Taiyi, I gave you a chance just now, but you didn't grasp it."

"Want to go now?"

"Don't even think about it."

"Unless you get something to compensate."

"Or just wait here and miss the Zixiao Palace sermon."

Too furious.

The Chaos Clock once again erupted with brilliant light.

boom!

The Chaos Clock once again collided with the Tiandi Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda.

No one can help anyone.

But what makes Taiyi uncomfortable is.

All attacks from Chaos Clock.

All will bounce back in half.

This is tantamount to hitting yourself.

It made Tai Yi extremely aggrieved.

Wu Shen said playfully.

The sound was heard by all the seven great powers present.

"That's right. When Zixiao Palace preached for the second time."

"Hongjun will tell you how to become a saint."

"And the only opportunity for sanctification comes in the second sermon."

Wu Shen deliberately shook his head with a look of pity.

"It's a pity that our family doesn't have a soul, so we don't have this opportunity."

"However, when I think of Sanqing and Dijun Taiyi, I also don't have this opportunity."

"I feel better."

The twelve ancestor witches laughed loudly at the same time.

"Boy, well said."

Zhu Rong Zuwu's whole body burst into flames.

Chasing after Yuanshi who was already injured, he attacked wildly.

sanctified.

This is the highest wish of the three thousand mortal guests of Zixiao Palace.

Who wants to say a word.

He has nothing to do with sanctification.

It must be something wrong with the brain.

Taoist Hongyun gave up the holy seat only because he didn't know.

If you know.

No matter how old he is, it is impossible for him to give up his seat.

Dijun and Taiyi's expressions changed drastically.

He didn't believe what Wu Shen said.

But sanctification is such a thing.

Even if there is a one in ten thousand possibility.

Believe it or not.

Seeing this, Wu Shen made the last cut.

"By the way, there are countless ways of heaven. Apart from Hongjun, there are only seven saints."

"If you miss it, you will miss it forever."

Wu Shen looked at Tai Yi playfully.

"Under the saints, they are all ants."

This last word.

Taiyi finally broke through all hesitation.

"Okay, tell me what price you have to pay to let my brother and I leave."

"Hibiscus wood crystallization, sun spirit milk. Thirteen copies each."

If you are too conscious, you will be scolded.

But the words haven't come out yet.

Di Jun has already sent a message through the telepathy between the brothers.

"Promise him, I just used Hetu Luoshu to deduce it."

"What he said is true."

Taiyi twitched the corners of his mouth, "Okay, I promise you."

Say it.

He took out what Wu Shen wanted.

Wu Shen collected the things.

Then make a whoosh.

On the side of Jumang Zuwu, he stopped immediately.

Dijun and Taiyi merged together.

Then he took a deep look at Wu Shen.

Then it turned into two beams of light and went back to the sun star.