Hong Huang: We Wu Clan are so tough!

Wu Shen grinned.

I laughed so hard.

"It's mere Zhu Xianjian, what's so surprising?"

"The price I want you to pay is not just one."

The complexion of Lao Tzu's Four Sages changed.

When they returned to the Great Desolation, they immediately felt that their great teaching luck had declined.

But immediately saw Zhuxian Sword Formation again.

Attention was naturally diverted by this killing formation that could kill a saint.

Now Wu Shen said a word.

It woke them up again.

The four saints changed their minds.

Spiritual thoughts fell back to his dojo in the prehistoric.

Eight Views Palace.

A sea of ​​fire.

The sun's fire burned the entire Bajing Palace.

And burned thousands of miles around the Bajing Palace to white ground.

Up to now, the Sun Jinghuo is still raging.

Jade Palace.

It's like being smashed billions of times by a huge war hammer.

The entire palace complex.

Together with the entire West Kunlun Mountains.

Completely shattered into thumb-sized pieces.

Lingshan.

Lingshan suffered the least damage.

It's just that the Buddha Light Hall is gone.

just.

In the original location of Buddha Hall.

The gap in the spiritual vein is shocking.

Among the three major religion dojos.

There is not a single disciple of the Great Sect.

not even one.

Not alive.

Neither did the body.

Except for a ruin.

Nothing.

Huge rage.

Erupted from the four saints.

Like the Kuroshio.

The saint was furious.

Hong Huang was shocked.

not to mention.

The four saints were all angry.

however.

That huge saint's wrath has just bloomed.

The earth immediately erupted with a glare of light.

in the light.

Empress Pingxin emerged from the earth.

"Lao Tzu, Yuan Shi, Amitabha Buddha, Zhunti Buddha Mother."

"I don't care what the four of you are doing."

"But if you destroy the prehistoric world, I will execute you immediately."

"Heaven will not protect you."

Yuan Shi's eyes were murderous and not angry, and he didn't hide it at all.

"Empress Pingxin, Wu Sheng cut off the inheritance of my sect."

"Does the deity still have to endure it?"

Empress Pingxin snorted lightly.

"Wu Sheng is your inheritance? Then you call back."

"What are you capable of venting on the prehistoric sentient beings?"

Yuan Shi sneered three times.

"Okay, since this is what you said. Then the deity still needs to take a look."

"Wu Sheng, who else can stop this deity."

He glared at Wu Shen.

Just ready to shoot.

"Fellow Daoist Yuanshi, don't be impulsive. Be careful."

Amitabha stopped Yuanshi in time.

"Don't forget the oath we made in Zixiao Palace."

Yuan Shi's anger suddenly stuck in his chest.

A saint cannot attack a non-saint.

Yuan Shi finally knows now.

Why in the first place.

Nuwa three saints.

None came out.

He stared at Wu Shen.

There was a flash of shock in his eyes.

Is it.

This son has known our plan from the beginning.

And prepared?

Wu Shen behaved in various ways before.

Come to mind one by one.

Yuan Shirao is the will of a saint.

There was a chill at this time.

A kind of own plan, even all fate.

The feeling of being all under the gaze of the other person.

"The most important thing now is to rescue the disciples who are still in the Zhuxian Sword Formation."

"Otherwise, the luck of our three religions will suffer major flaws."

"At that time, it will be difficult for us to counter the Wu Clan."

Amitabha is a ruthless character who is more tolerant than Lao Tzu.

Among the four saints.

He's really the only one keeping his cool right now.

Reminded by Amitabha Buddha.

Yuan Shi also remembered.

In the Zhuxian Sword Formation, there are still his disciples.

"Wu Sheng, immediately release the disciples of this deity in the Zhuxian Sword Formation."

Wu Shen rolled his eyes.

"Release it?"

"Yuanshi, don't be so naive, do you think I will let you go?"

Amitabha spoke before Yuanshi.

"Wu Sheng benefactor, you won this time."

"The poor monk acknowledges your victory."

"Then what conditions do you need to let our disciples go."

"The poor monk can sense that the pharmacist's apprentice is still alive."

"There are also disciples of Buddhism in the Zhuxian Sword Formation."

Wu Shen grinned.

"Amitabha, you are still sensible after all."

"It's very simple. Each of your three major teachers will give me three copies of the items on this list."

Say it.

His hands shook.

The scroll in his hand turned into a hundred-mile-long scroll.

Densely packed with all kinds of natural treasures, ganoderma lucidum and elixir.

Such a "ransom" can scare a saint even if he takes only one share.

Wu Shen opened his mouth to teach three copies each.

Yuan Shi only glanced at it.

After knowing that such a list is taken out.

Then for 10 years, he doesn't need to expect any recovery of Chanjiao.

"Don't even think about it."

Yuan Shi snorted angrily.

Wu Shen nodded.

"Ok, no problem."

"Changxi."

Chang Xi, who had been waiting for Wu Shen's order for a long time, let out a roar.

Immediately, the Immortal Execution Sword Formation began to function.