When Immortal Venerable was called off in public

God's favor means that talent comes first, hard work comes later, and the two are taken into account, so that heaven can make room for great opportunities and great fortunes, but for the sake of fairness of the rules, most of them are close to death.

But it was the first time Liu Juyuan saw "Heaven's Blessing", and just because he wanted to kill this person, it caused the sky to roll with thunder.

The way of heaven is a kind of operation of the way of the world. The sky is silent, but the world is full, and the earth is silent, but all things are born, and there is a degree of relaxation.

"Yin Tianxiong" laughed wildly, but his eyes fell on the sky, but with strong sarcasm, which caught the attention of Emperor Wang Yuan.

Why did heaven bless you so far?Tens of thousands of years ago, he asked him why he left in embarrassment even if his cultivation was not good, but there was still a protoss behind him?

It is very troublesome if the memory is not completely restored.

"Emperor Yuan." "Yin Tianxiong" was lying on the ground on his back, watching the black clouds rolling in a leisurely posture: "You said you asked Qing Xianzun why you came back? Qing Xian Zuncai merely agrees, what are you fighting with me?"

"Fight with you?" Su Wen said coldly, "If I lost to you tens of thousands of years ago, then I would not be reconciled."

"See you again after many years, Xianzun is very skillful with his mouth." "Yin Tianxiong" looked, "You used to not be able to say such things."

Su Wenqing turned his sword and stabbed straight at "Yin Tianxiong". Almost as soon as he made a move, the thunder and lightning in the black cloud rumbled, and as the tip of the sword touched "Yin Tianxiong"'s neck, a Thunder fell.

"You dare!" Liu Juyuan yelled angrily, his eyes were gloomy and stern, and the body of Fen Hai sword was surrounded by karmic fire. Following the movement of Emperor Zun pointing his sword at the sky, a pillar of fire roared upwards like a giant dragon, hitting the thunder in the sky. Brilliant white flowers exploded in the air, and the fluctuation of spiritual power caused the sun to sink suddenly in the daytime, the sky was dark, and the torrential rain poured down.

Liu Huangyuan, the half-step ascension to the Heavenly Tribulation was accomplished only after slaying the Heavenly Thunder and falling into the Heavenly Tribulation.

However, even with Emperor Zun blocking him, the sword that took Yin Tianxiong's life could not be cut off even if Su Wenqing tried his best.

There is some force majeure in the dark that is protecting this soul that has seized the house.

Su Wenqing's mind moved, and he didn't know what he thought of. He injected a wave of spiritual power into the sword body silently, and there were thunderstorms above his head, and a desolate breath spread out. It's no different than blocking your own breath.

"You can't do it." "Yin Tianxiong" smiled slightly: "Does the Immortal know immortality?"

Su Wenqing's pupils shrank suddenly, and he asked in a low voice, "It's you who is blocking me?"

"Yes, Xianzun, you really forgot a lot."

Not only Su Wenqing, but Liu Wangyuan also noticed something, and cut straight to the point: "What is your relationship with Heaven?"

Asking what is the relationship between a remnant soul and the rules of the world is a little shocking, but the two auras are similar, and the way of heaven protects the person who took the house like a calf, so Su Wenqing they have to think about it.

"You guessed it?" The man smiled, but his eyes were cold.

And in a gust of turmoil, his appearance is also changing, his skin has changed from aging to full of vitality, his facial features were drooping at first, but now they are lifted up, with long eyebrows and fox eyes, and a tear mole under the corner of his right eye. The charm of waiting for one is like a male version of a vixen.

With the help of the power of this catastrophe, he completed the seizure ahead of schedule.

This further confirmed Su Wenqing's conjecture.

No one can absorb the power to reverse yin and yang in the catastrophe, unless it is their own.

"Are you a part of the Dao of Heaven?!" Rao asked Qing Xianjun how calm he was, he couldn't help but take a deep breath at this moment.

The man stood up from the vortex, bowed calmly to Su Wenqing and Liu Wangyuan: "If it weren't for the two of you, how could I have put my life to death and reborn, and completed the seizure ahead of time? The grace of the two of you for rebuilding is invaluable." Unforgettable, as for me and Heaven..." He paused, as if thinking about how to describe it: "Accurately speaking, I am a part left by him. Heaven is ruthless. In this continent, the peak of monks will either fly away, Step into the new Three Thousand Great World, or..."

Su Wenqing understood: "Become the new way of heaven."

"Yes, choose one of the two, but nine and a half out of ten people will choose to leave, I am an exception."

"The owner of the ghost seal wants to become the new way of heaven, but he can't let go of the emotions and desires, so he stripped these things from himself and became you?" Liu Huangyuan continued.

The man put his hands in his hands and nodded: "As expected of the two of you, you can still get through with one point."

He told these secrets as usual, in the final analysis, Su Wenqing and the two could do nothing about him.

"Xia Zhuangshen, you two, my goal has been achieved, let's leave now."

"Go? Where are you going?" Liu Wangyuan asked, and from behind him, a tall golden body figure unfolded. It was the appearance of Emperor Zun sitting in meditation with his eyes closed, his left hand was facing outward, and his fingers were slightly stretched out, as if to catch it. For some reason, this golden body technique is more than twice as big as Su He's, and it is almost about to be pierced into the thundercloud.

With this, Liu Huangyuan resisted the catastrophe, and when he brought up the burning bones, he rushed to Zhuang Shen's face.

"Emperor Yuan..." Zhuang Shen stood still, but slowly raised his head, with a faint smile in his eyes, like a little fox with a small abacus.

Su Wenqing's heart felt inexplicably cold: "Di Zun!"

However, it was too late, a large expanse of white spread from Zhuang Shen's back, quickly enveloping the whole world, so dazzling that no spiritual power could stop it, Su Wen Qingfei stepped forward, before his consciousness was swallowed up, he could barely be hugged by Liu Wangyuan.

……

After an unknown amount of time, Su Wenqing regained some consciousness and slowly opened his eyes.

He froze for a moment, forgetting what he was doing before.

And the surroundings are bright and solemn, and it is in the temple.

"Immortal Venerable, the sinner Zhuang Shen has been put in the Demon Subduing Formation, waiting to be punished." One person stepped forward, knelt on one knee and cupped his fists and said, full of awe-inspiring righteousness, as if he was about to kill some heinous person.

Zhuang Shen?

Su Wenqing frowned slightly, so familiar...

"Let's go then," he heard himself say, almost uncontrollably.

There is an open space outside the main hall of the temple, surrounded by tall pillars, engraved with runes and spells, soaked in the power of the ancestors, once activated, connected with the engraving in the middle, it is enough to make all ghosts howl Transformed into a crouching demon array.

At this time, there was a man kneeling in the crouching demon formation, dressed in black, with blood spreading from under him, the young man bowed his head, and his hair was disheveled.

After a bell rang, the priest on the side yelled loudly: "The sinner, Zhuang Shen, entered the Qinggui sect and killed 160 people from the whole sect, and then slaughtered 31 people with innate spiritual roots. Can you plead guilty?"

Zhuang Shen seemed to have fainted, but the iron chain moved.

The priest asked again: "Are you guilty?!"

"Crime?" Zhuang Shen spoke this time, his voice hoarse, full of sarcasm: "I just hate not killing enough."

"You are presumptuous!"

"The Qing Gui Sect relied on my brother to steal a mere fifth-grade magic weapon, and then the former priest pressed him on the demon-slaying platform, abolished his cultivation without asking for nothing, and let him die because of excessive spellcasting? Hahahaha... "Zhuang Shen laughed wildly and deeply, he suddenly raised his head, his handsome peach eyes were full of blood: "Do you believe such a statement?! The spell is too heavy? It's just that the head of the Qinggui sect coveted my brother's magic weapon and killed me To seize the treasure, the priest is just boldly covering it up!"

When Zhuang Shen came back, he didn't even see his brother's body.

The priest on the side couldn't hold back his face, and after a moment of silence, he said: "The head of Houqing Guimen personally set up a memorial tablet for your brother, and we returned the fifth-grade magic weapon that he handed over to you. As for the priest, he was also abolished. Removing from office, isn't this an explanation?"

"What kind of confession is this?!" An angry roar resounded through the hall. Zhuang Shen showed an overly young face. It can be seen that the sky is a genius, he has a face that no matter a man or a woman will be fascinated, but at this moment, the veins on this face are bulging, like a ghost.

"Ordinary people know how to kill for life! Why is my brother dead? They are still alive?" Zhuang Shen asked.

The priest asked back: "Okay, even if you want to take revenge, why bother to slaughter the whole family immediately after finding the head of the Qinggui sect and following the priest?"

"Because cutting the weeds does not remove the roots, the spring breeze blows and regenerates." Zhuang Shen is a casual cultivator on the run, and his habits of doing things are straightforward, leaving no room for it, not to mention that there is no room for this matter.

"Nonsense!" The priest was furious.

Zhuang Shen ignored it, and suddenly looked to the side and asked Qing Xianzun.

"Immortal Venerable?" Zhuang Shen sneered: "You have lived in the temple for a long time, and you don't ask if it's not a big deal. I have a big face, and it is worthy of your execution? Dare I ask the Immortal Venerable, you always say that saving one person saves the world, and the soul Equality, why did no one come to rescue my brother when he died in vain? When he was tortured, I heard that you had just returned from the lotus pond, and you were holding a lotus flower that was about to wither in your hands. Seeing my brother's blood-stained steps, have you ever been moved?!"

Some images flashed in Su Wenqing's mind, a person struggling on the Demon Slaying Stage, his facial features were gentle, his eyes were full of unwillingness, but he alone had no hatred. The Demon Terrace Formation was activated, but somehow the priest poured too much spiritual power into it, causing the young man to not even leave his body in a burst of thunder.

This was the priest's mistake, something that had never happened in the temple for thousands of years.

The temple cannot be stained, and the priest was immediately abolished by the next generation and thrown out of here.

But as Zhuang Shen said, they are all alive. The head of the Qinggui Sect was a hero in the last battle of demons.

They all know that this matter is due to the person who died in vain, but the cultivation world is like this, even in a righteous atmosphere, the words "the strong are respected" are engraved.

However, no one knew that the second-rank disciple had a younger brother who was a casual cultivator. When he came back and heard the news, he slaughtered the Qinggui sect and the priests' clan in three months!