"Qiankun Ruler, He should be destined to Pindao!"
In the Bashuiguan military camp, Zhao Gongming was holding the Qiankun Ruler, looking ecstatic and laughing.
The Qiankun Ruler is a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, and its attack is quite extraordinary. Combined with the twenty-four Dinghai Divine Pearls, it can evolve the twenty-four heavens and borrow the power of the twenty-four heavens and worlds.
Zhao Gongming kept rubbing the Qiankun Ruler, his Taoist heart was excited, and the shackles that had been at the peak of Daluo Jinxian for a long time were quietly loosened.
Zhao Gongming saluted Shen Gongbao and said, "Thank you Gongbao for your help. My brother will have such a broad and bright future."
"Hey, you don't have to thank me. My uncle said thank you, but then he went out."
Zhao Gongming, the great uncle, felt very cordial. He was already a half-brother, and this time they were even closer to each other. It was really beautiful.
Zhao Gongming saluted Lu Yue again, "Thank you, junior brother, for your help."
"We are all one family, senior brother, you are welcome."
Instead, Lu Yue took out the coffin lamp from his arms and handed it to Shen Gongbao.
Shen Gongbao didn't answer, "Senior brother, what are you doing? All of you are helping my junior brother in his hard work. Gongbao is frightened. Please keep this coffin lamp, and I'll take it as payment for your hard work."
Bang bang bang!
As soon as Shen Gongbao finished speaking, he saw Lu Yue slap him twice, his eyes were red, "Junior brother Gongbao wants to trap senior brother into injustice?"
"Senior brother's qualifications, good fortune, and heel are all determined in his heart. Daluo Jinxian is already the ultimate. There is no chance of realizing the Tao and Quasi-sage. If there is no mediation by the junior brother and the merits of the sky are transferred to the junior brother, how can the junior brother be able to prove it? A quasi-sage?"
"Junior brother is thinking deeply about senior brother, and senior brother is already terrified in his heart."
"If junior brother gives this spiritual treasure to senior brother again, senior brother will feel guilty and uneasy, and may not be able to face Gong Bao again."
Lu Yue raised his hand to slap himself again.
Shen Gongbao quickly stopped Lu Yue with his quick eyes and hands, "Senior brother, no, Gongbao will accept it, Gongbao will accept it."
After Shen Gongbao accepted the top-grade innate spiritual treasure coffin lamp, Lu Yue showed a smile on his face, "That's right!"
The sky is filled with white fish belly and hazy purple clouds.
The mighty Chicken Brother in the past was temporarily injured and unable to crow, which is a pity.
At dawn, the golden immortals in Kunlun ended their battle with Qin Wan and other heavenly kings and returned to their respective camps.
"Where is Junior Brother Taiyi?" Guangchengzi looked around at the immortals and found that only Master Taiyi was missing.
At this time, Ran Deng also fled back from the valley in embarrassment, "Jie Jiaoxian had a backup plan, but Pindao missed it."
Ran Deng will definitely not say that he surrendered in embarrassment and gave up his spiritual treasure in exchange for his life.
As time goes by, the sun shines on the earth.
But Master Taiyi never returned.
It's approaching noon.
Jiang Ziya ran into the back camp in panic, "Senior brother, something is wrong. The villain automatically exploded."
"What?"
The immortals rushed to the high platform and found that the straw man with Zhao Gongming's name was torn apart.
"Lu Ya!"
A golden rainbow light flew to the high platform, Lu Ya picked up the drafter, his eyes were slightly dull, and he murmured in shock, "How is this possible?"
"My Golden Crow clan's secret method of nail-headed seven-arrow script has been broken?"
"There are powerful people in the Sishui Pass military camp!"
At this time, Chi Jingjing came back from searching everywhere and brought back a mummy, with a look of great sorrow and anger on his face, "Senior Brother, Junior Brother Taiyi... he... was poisoned."
The mummy was none other than Taiyi. His body had no trace of flesh and blood, and his eye sockets were sunken, like dead wood.
Lifeless.
The expressions of Guangchengzi and Nanji Xianweng suddenly changed, and they were extremely horrified, "Junior Brother Taiyi, was poisoned?"
"It must be those group of Jie Jiao Immortals who did it!" Chi Jingjing cursed with grief and anger.
Master Yuding looked at the mummy carefully, his eyes filled with grief and anger, but he slowly shook his head, "The Jie Jiao lineage cultivates the pure immortal method, and it is absolutely impossible for it to have such vicious magical powers..."
"I'm afraid Junior Brother Taiyi was attacked by other creatures...unfortunately, he died."
The way Taiyi died was so weird that it has only been seen since ancient times.
Zombies are weak, and the Kunlun immortals never thought that zombies could sneak attack Taiyi Zhenren.
"Bold! Bold!"
"Which monk dares to sneak attack on the saint disciple of my Chan religion?"
"After the calamity is over, we will definitely liquidate and exterminate their race to comfort the spirit of my junior brother who is still on the list."
The angry voices of the golden immortals in Kunlun resounded through the sea of clouds in the sky.
…
At the same time, the land on the edge of the blood sea.
The three- or four-year-old shota looked at the general with a puzzled face, "Brother, why did you go? Is the blood from the sea of blood no longer fragrant?"
The corners of Jiang Chen's lips raised slightly, "The blood in the Blood Sea is all dead blood. Where can I find immortal blood and holy blood that tastes good?"
With that said, the general raised his hand and offered a drop of blood essence, "Brother, come and have a taste."
The mosquito came forward and took a sip. His complexion suddenly changed. His face turned red and his eyes glowed with excitement. "It tastes good. What kind of blood is this?"
"Hehe, this blood is not ordinary blood, it is the blood of Taiyi Zhenren, a direct disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun Yuqing Sage of Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain."
"The blood of the saint's disciples should be rounded up and counted as holy blood." The general said mysteriously.
Xiao Zhengtai's eyes showed great excitement, "The fake holy blood tastes so good, so what does the real holy blood taste like?"
His little eyes couldn't help but reveal longing, and he murmured to himself: "Brother, sooner or later, I will let you take a sip of the true holy blood!"
…
Time flies, and two and a half months pass in the blink of an eye.
Sishui Xiongguan still stands, like a natural moat blocking the Xiqi Allied Forces.
In the last deep winter, the people of Kyushu finally ushered in the New Year's Eve.
Dashang is decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, making it extremely festive.
It is a pity that many soldiers cannot go home to reunite with their relatives.
The war in Kyushu has been raging for two years, and countless human beings have been buried on the front lines.
Just one word from the lofty saint of teachings will cause chaos in the nine states, and hundreds of millions of human beings will die and be buried. Why?
This battle to become a god must be fought, must be fought!
The fate of the human race should be decided by the human race!
Human race’s New Year’s Eve.
The sky above the side room of Sishui Pass is full of fairy air and colorful.
Twenty-four Dinghai Divine Pearls circled around Zhao Gongming's head, exuding dense spiritual energy. Through the soft light, it seemed that one could see a small world inside the beads.
A young man's engagement was broken off, and he let out an angry roar: Thirty years in the east of Hedong, thirty years in Hexi!
In another small world, a man activated his martial soul skill and was entangled with blue seals.
"Resurrection...I'll..."
Wrong set.
In the side room, brothers Chen Jiugong and Yao Shaosi were eating spicy rabbit heads, staring at the teacher, not daring to be distracted at all, "It's done, it's done, teacher."
"Use the best innate spiritual treasure, the Dinghai Divine Pearl, to place your own good thoughts on it, and kill it!"
boom!
Zhao Gongming's aura suddenly rose, reaching the peak of Da Luo Jinxian... the early stage of quasi-sage!
After being trapped in the peak of Daluo Jinxian for several years, today I finally attained the quasi-saint realm!
Moreover, there are twenty-four heavens, and the magic power is endless. Although it is the early stage of Quasi-Saint, the magic power is not weaker than that of the mid-term Quasi-Saint or even the later monks!
Zhao Gongming woke up from practice, and his Taoist heart could not calm down for a long time, "Hahaha, thanks to Junior Brother Gongbao!"
Zhao Gongming looked at the two disciples again, "What do you want to eat?"
"Spicy rabbit head."
"Is it delicious?"
"Not tasty, bitter, salty, sour."
"Ah, teacher, don't grab it."
…
The news spread back to Jin'ao Island.
In the main hall of Biyou Palace.
Lord Tongtian sat on the futon, his expression lost in thought.
"Is this... really apocalypse?"
"The calamity is extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, you will fall into the calamity and turn into ashes and fly away. Billions of years of hard work will be reduced to one day..."
"The aura of calamity between heaven and earth is so strong, it is clear that the calamity is true."
"But Lu Yue came out of the island and killed two corpses to achieve the quasi-sage stage."
"Gongming submitted his resignation to the Heavenly Court, participated in measuring tribulations, and proved the quasi-sage realm with his backhand..."
Leader Tongtian was shocked and numb.
"Is it so easy to become a quasi-sage?"
Ran Deng, who had been in the quasi-sage realm since the time when he preached in Zixiao Palace, was already crying and fainted, "It hurts, it really hurts."
