Mingzun was unmoved, who cares about Luo Jiahang's bitter tongue and lotus flower, and chuckled: "Oh...... I was so devout back then? But have you ignored what I just said? Now I am a new personality who rules my life, and I only do what I like. ”

Luo Jiahang said angrily: "What do you mean?"

"Obviously, you have imposed the oath of Chen Sesame Rotten Grain on me, I admit it...... But I'm a very fickle person, so I decided to change my mind, and if you dictate these words to the Presbyterian Church, you will say that I will not become the Lord of Hades, let alone an executioner, on the contrary...... I will be the straw that bends the camel's camel when necessary, so that Huangquan ......"

Luo Jianghang's mind was booming, he didn't dare to think of such a kingless and fatherless words, and said angrily: "You really fell, thirty years ago, you strengthened the seal of the Five Domains, and the Council of Elders exonerated you......"

"Really?" Mingzun smiled, "Then I really want to thank them a lot, so try to be as tactful as possible when you pass the word......"

Luo Jiahang kicked the broken stone chair and shouted angrily: "Bastard thing, for the sake of the Hades Lord, I will also tie you back to Lang Huantian." ”

"Is this necessary?"

"Be baptized again by the Lord of Hades, and you will regain yourself. ”

"So you made such a calculation?" Mingzun said, "So you are going to coerce me?" ”

"I can't help you. Luo Jiahang roared angrily, and two figures shot from a distance, standing in three directions, locking Mingzun in the center.

Mingzun smiled faintly, and the laughter like spring breeze and rain spread freely, and said calmly: "I feel the determination of the Elders Council, the three tribulations really look up to me...... Have you figured it out? If you can't take me away today, Penglai will be your eternal resting place. ”

"If you are in your prime, don't talk about the three of us, and if you come ten more, you can only end up with hatred, but no matter how well you disguise yourself, how can you hide the fact that you are seriously injured? ”

......

Ocean, the living room inside the ship.

Jing Yao walked half of the red carpet, the scene in front of her was already a world of broken mountains and rivers, the world of burning sores, the dancing fire snake walking under her feet, the oncoming pressure was heavier, Jing Yao had a feeling of competing with the sky, her spirit was slightly slack, and she was greeted by a sea of fire and shattered bodies.

The body of the spirit seed has long been melted in this palpitating sea of high temperature and fire, and the smile of the plough mountain river in the distance is even more cheerful

To be honest, Lishan He doesn't think that a Yaoguang banshee who fell and was distracted, or that the Yaoguang fairy could complete this red carpet road.

This red carpet is actually a magic weapon refined by the transformation of the mountains and rivers, and it is powerful and comparable to the immortal weapon......

But soon, the smile on his face became dignified, a sharp and full of burning flames of the long sword stood in the air, and the pressure he exerted on Jing Yao, when Jing Yao walked three-quarters of the red carpet, the body of the plough mountain and river had begun to lean forward.

The Jiuyan Immortal Sword was forged by a number of different fires, and the Zhou clan refined the magic weapon for 10,000 years, and the power was so strong that the Shenfeng could be shorter and longer, and there was no real sense of fighting, Jing Yao also knew that the ploughing mountains and rivers must be the demon cultivation of the fire spirit root, and the three sisters of the Su family also sighed with joy for the power of fire control.

Jing Yao, who didn't know the true intention of ploughing mountains and rivers, could only walk step by step on the red carpet full of thorns, she knew that when she was swallowed by the sea of fire, it was also the moment when her fate fell, and at that time, it may also be the most critical moment for Penglai Sandao.

Jing Yao has confidence in Huang Xiufeng, although this guy usually gets by, but he has tens of millions of books in his belly, reads through the world's Taoist classics, and has the support of Mingzun, the artifact is enough to bombard and kill the monks, such an absolutely safe island, but Jing Yao somehow sensed a trace of a conspiracy against Penglai Island.

The fire snake under his feet grew inch by inch, and then simply turned into a dragon and roared, and the thick hot magma and high temperature erupted wildly from the dragon's mouth, and the external and internal oppression was like tearing Jing Yao to pieces.

Looking at the indomitable walk, in fact, Jing Yao had thousands of back moves every step he took, like smoke, and when he encountered a powerful aura, he immediately surrounded him, just because the range of movements was subtle, and it was difficult to find.

Jing Yao's eyes were full of surprise in the eyes of the one-armed old man, he was a Mahayana monk, it was not difficult to find the subtlety, if you combined the trajectory that Jing Yao had walked, you would find that the other party stepped on the Xuanwu, harnessed the qi of Kwai Water to resist the scorching sea of fire, and when the water intention and the sea of fire collided, the ripples of the divine pattern that emitted a dazzling light crossed the ground.

A trace of horror flashed in the old man's eyes, the simple comparison of spiritual roots, the two seemed to be comparable, but the old man knew that even if the master was among the cultivators, he was one of the strongest among the monks.

However, the control of the spiritual root only fought with a little girl who fell into the distraction realm.

Lishan He was like hearing the heart of the one-armed old man, and with a muffled snort, the flame dragon with the gathering of fire was entwined together, and finally formed a fire dragon about three zhang thick and about a thousand zhang long, and when Jing Yao stepped again, the fire dragon opened its eyes, just like the final judgment of the end of the world.

......

Penglai, near the Demon God Temple.

The world quieted down suddenly, and even the picture of the silent world was distorted, just like the crazy flow of water, the furious thunder and lightning, the roaring earth, the three figures shot towards Mingzun with incomparable anger, and the terrifying murderous aura that came from the face smashed like a tidal wave.

Ming Zun was silent, his face sank into the pool, and the manic aura in all directions was difficult to shake and shake in the slightest, and he coldly watched the three Tribulation Monks join forces, the self-holding identity of the powerhouses of this realm rarely joins forces, but once they join forces, there is really a ghost crying and howling.

These three people are not Mingzun's opponents, and the momentum they show after joining forces is enough to resist Mingzun.

There is no need to do much embellishment, since ancient times, the monks who have reached the Mahayana realm are all geniuses, and the monks who can enter the realm of tribulation are even more Tianjiao among the geniuses.

When Huangquan founded the Huangquan Temple, the monks who were baptized were all strong people in contemporary times.

These people are not as talented as Mo Xinyan, Ming Zun, Buddha Emperor and others, if you have to compare, that is, the three wisdoms of Buddhism in the current era, the seven sons of Confucianism and other characters, who have been cultivating for 100,000 years, cultivating for, supernatural powers, and magic have already reached the peak.

Their joint attack technique is secretly combined with the formation, obviously they have been practicing for a long time, just to win Mingzun, and pass it out to provoke laughter, the realm is the same, but they still have to win with three circles and one in the array.