Reborn To Be the King of Ancient Times - Chapter 320

As the goddess of the golden spirit ascended to heaven, the corner of Taoist yueguan’s mouth showed a slight smile.

Looking at the Taoist Duobao who has fallen into extreme irritability and anger in front of him, yueguan slowly leans forward to him: “there’s no need to be like this… Each is his own master.”

It’s true that each is his own master!

At this time, yueguan Taoist’s smile with three bitter, three tired, three nostalgia, and one off. From the first moment of killing the golden virgin, it means the whole apocalypse. I really can’t go out any more.

A moment later, his eyes changed, cold and firm. It’s like a lonely Wolf who has been hungry for more than ten days. He stares at Taoist Duobao in front of him. He will never give up without biting off his throat. On the top of his head, the flag of the God of the Yuan Dynasty rises. In his hand, a writing brush appears. In front of his forehead, at the center of his brow, the light of the Fu of the ancestor of the Yuan Dynasty is in full swing. The Taoist of yueguan is going to work hard!

In the chaos, things have changed

At the same time of the fall of the golden goddess, Haotian Taoist people already knew. A majestic force of luck poured into the heaven from the interception, and also poured into his majesty, the emperor of heaven. If he is not in this chaos at this time, his realm and cultivation will surely make slight progress.

The body slightly trembles, the complexion has taken three minute micro joy, but fleeting. In this chaos, no one except yaochi can find the slightest difference of Haotian.

“How?”

Yao Chi asked softly.

“The battle of the lower world God has entered a state of anxiety ~” Haotian looked at the good play: “one of the four close biographies of the interceptor, the fall of the golden virgin. Ha ha ~ I’m afraid there will be fluctuations in the chaos. ”

The willow eyebrows in yaochi frowned: “Jinling? Is she on the list of gods

“Well.”

“Tut ~ ~” a little worried light Tut, yaochi face is not like Haotian with three points of joy, but full of worry.

“How?”

“This Jinling is on the list of gods. How about that guy who lives in your Lingxiao hall with Qingping sword all day long?” Yao Chi sighed: “I think heaven will never have peace.”

Up to now, even dignified people like yaochi still don’t expect that this war will set off huge waves in the flood and famine. Dozens of quasi saints on the scene would not have expected that after the first World War, even the leader of Tongtian sect would disappear.

After all, in those days, Hongjun Daozu himself once said that the sage had no cause to fail, no life and no death.

No one would have thought that the sage who looked down on all living beings like a mole ant would disappear like the dragon, Phoenix, unicorn and the emperor Juntai’s twelve ancestors.

Haotian looks at yaochi and holds her hand.

“Look, the world is going to be shuffled.”

Listening to Haotian’s words, yaochi nods gently and stares at the center of the chaotic battlefield. At this time, Tongtian sect leader’s sword suddenly stopped, standing in the chaos and staring at Yuanshi Tianzun. The body is more and more lonely and cold.

Although silent, but compared with the momentum before even more three points!

Yuanshi Tianzun also stopped and stood on the spot holding the Pangu banner, looking coldly at the leader of Tongtian sect, not sure what happened. After all, the goddess of the golden spirit is not his own biography, so he is still alive. He has no time for him at this time.

“Jinling is on the list of gods.”

The light voice, without any undulating tone, surprised the Taiqing sage.

Two eyes open to the lower world, one eye will see through the chaos and the whole flood, see the yueguan Taoist priest and Duobao Taoist priest, see the golden spirit virgin who has gone. He sighed heavily: “second younger martial brother, your good disciple.”

After that, I tossed my sleeve.

“Two younger martial brothers, according to brother Wei, it’s better to stop here. I’ll wait for the lower world to ask my disciples to stop fighting with each other.”

“Big brother!”

In the beginning, the emperor did not look at the Taiqing sage, but at the master of Tongtian: “is this all right? When will my disciples die and the third generation’s disciples die? Are Qingxu, Daoxing and Lingbao disciples of our school not disciples? Why can’t Jin Ling get the list of gods today? ”

“Second brother!” Taiqing sage wanted to scold, but suddenly Tongtian sect leader interrupted: “ha ha, elder martial brother, there’s no need to say more.”

He looked coldly at Yuanshi Tianzun: “it’s not my disciples who can’t die, but they can’t just die.”

The Four Swords have appeared in four directions around him.

“In those days, I said in Zixiao palace and LingXiao palace that I would like to learn from my disciples and teach them the Dharma. I hope that they can get rid of the Dharma one day instead of going to the heaven to be governed by others. Since these disciples worship me, it means that they trust me. Today, Tongtian can’t save their lives. After all, they were put on the list of gods and enslaved by that court. Ha ha ha ha

The last few laughs are so desolate and powerful. With one hand, the Four Swords flew towards the chaos.

“I can’t save their lives, but I’m incompetent! Don’t take revenge for them, I have no righteousness! The disciple treats me to be pure and filial, and I should return to heaven with kindness, so as not to violate the way of heaven. ”

The voice fell, and the black robe on Tongtian suddenly flew out.

“Killing immortals, killing immortals and falling into the sword of immortals! In the immortal array, the great Luo immortal’s clothes are stained with blood

After a clear roar, the proud voice of Tongtian sect leader once again recited the poem. As he soared into the air, the original black Taoist robe had released endless red light, dyed all the chaotic places in his eyes red, smelled of blood, and accompanied by the cry of fierce ghosts. Endless resentment had been released in the black Taoist robe.

All of a sudden, dozens of streamers rushed towards the distance in all directions.

This is not for fun!!!

“Please forgive me, saint!”

“The saints show mercy!”

“I hope you will be merciful!”

One voice after another sounded. In the flowing light, he had already become a Buddha in the flood and wasteland. At this time, he was as flustered as a child who had just entered the fairyland. He didn’t care about his image at all. Even Tong Tian had to hold up the Haotian mirror, hold out a piece of green awn, with Yao Chi crazy retreat towards the distance.

“This scene… How familiar.”

Yao Chi sighed with emotion that they had seen this scene millions of years ago! At that time, what Daozu Hongjun and Mozu Luochen were fighting for was the control of the world!