Chapter 1421
Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 1421
2021-12-10
Chapter 1421 Big DipperThe Baijia School realized that something was wrong, although they did not know the current state of the son of the famous , but can also guess that the momentum created by that trick is not small, but it is not something that can be used casually.
In other words, even if the son of a famous man can be reused, there will always be a cooldown!
The other party's response was too fast, giving them no time to recover at all, and the second wave group hit coming one after another.
"Yuan Ming, get out of the way!"
Someone sounded the exhortation of the son of a famous family, and hurriedly wanted to escort Yuan Ming away.
"No!"
Yuan Ming explained, "The Taoists want to kill hundreds of schools for me, no matter what?"
The members of the Hundred Schools thought that this was indeed the case. The only thing they had covered was Yuan Ming. It was clear that the Taoists wanted to capture him alive.
At the Imperial Court camp, Wumen saw clicking one's tongue in wonder, "Among the hundred schools, only the sons of famous families are daoist!"
He shook his head regretfully, "It's a pity, there is no chance to fight with him on Mount Tai."
After thinking about it, Wumen shook his head, "It's even more pity that he feels depraved and assists Yuan Ming's despicable villain. "
"Isn't it sad that the Pearl is cast in the dark?"
The three Sword Immortals in Shu, together with the two famous teachers, were also surprised by the means of the famous masters just now.
They may not know the concept of dimensionality reduction, but they also see that the sons of famous families can evolve the existence of the real world on paper. Such heaven shaking, the Divine Ability of earth shattering, is very important to the Imperial Court. The threat is too great.
"Let's see him, what else can we do?"
Immortals reincarnated, about to launch a second wave attack, everyone wait and see, whether the son of the famous family still has enough power to crack it.
"Hey!"
A long sigh suddenly appeared between Heaven and Earth, Duke Makino frowned instantly, what was he?
"Kong Muye, do you know who's coming?"
Kong Muye nodded, "It's really difficult, he's coming right away!"
The owner of this voice is nothing but the rumored Chunyang Sanren, a madman.
Don't look at this madman who scolded Baijia and sprayed the blood of any school, now that Baijia is in trouble, he still came.
The son of the famous religion looked thoughtful after listening, "It seems that the madman and the Baijia have a long history!"
Hearing the arrival of Chunyang, the three Sword Immortals in Shuzhong, They all held the fairy sword between their fingers, always on guard.
"Crazy!"
The people of Buddhism and Taoism were a little surprised, and then they returned to normal, pure yang, and everyone below regarded them as gods, but in their eyes, they were nothing.
However, the madmen come in, obviously bringing variables, they all wait and see.
If Taoism can be unlucky, it is the best ending.
On the Taoist side, they also don't care about madmen, they are pure Yang, and it's not that they haven't seen them before, and what is the use of being alone?
"Mad man, as a pure yang, your life essence is thousands of years, you should cherish it well, don't interfere randomly and waste your hard-won longevity!"
Mo Duyu immediately scolded.
This is the confidence of the reincarnated immortal. You Chunyang are at most immortal reserve soldiers. We are immortal immortals. Who is afraid of whom?
However, Mo Duyu obviously forgot that he deleted his account and retrained, and he was facing a full-level boss.
"Hehe, I don't even bother to mention your filthy things about Taoism!"
"I just feel like reading today, so I'll send you a song!"
"Pill concocting is busy all day long, and the smoke is red-eyed and black-hearted.
Cultivation is to pursue longevity, and strive for the weak. p>
Sincerely advise others to follow numerology, but hate their own short lifespan.
Distinguish between yin and yang, and know the sky and Sudoku.
A pure heart, full of eyes Fame and fortune.
Hundreds of years of ascetic cultivation in the mountains, and death in the early days.
It is absurd to use a ghost as a fairy.
Reverse it up and down, saying: No desire and no desire is Divine Immortal, a good name."
After the song was sung, the reverberation between Heaven and Earth continued, and it was not exhausted for a long time.
Anyone who hears this has the urge to lie in his heart, a madman is a true warrior!
In front of the Taoists, it was worthless to scold them, and the figurines were torn down.
Hundreds of schools of thought have been relaxed, and the madmen are full of hatred. It seems that the reincarnated Immortals will not embarrass them for the time being.
Such strong self-confidence comes from the song Madman. It's really ugly to scold, without a single swear word, but the Taoist scolding goes deep into the bone marrow.
Thinking from the perspective, if you are a Taoist, you are afraid that you will be angry on the spot and smoke from the seven orifices.
"Mad man, do you really think that Chunyang has nothing to fear?"
Mo Duyu spoke, her voice cold, "Since you stepped into Chunyang, how many minutes have you had? , are you sure you can Transcending Tribulation?"
"I am chaotic by nature, sleepy all day long, and I don't have time to pay attention to these!"
After the madman finished speaking, he moved towards a certain direction and asked, "Little Monk, how is my poetry this time, have I made a lot of progress?"
The voice penetrated through many spaces and went deep into the pure land.
Yuantong's face darkened when he heard this, and he felt that all the eyes around him were focused on him. He thought that this person was quite a vengeful person. At first, he just satirized a few words. Made a song to prove myself.
"Listen to my explanation, I was on the edge of the big river..."
Facing everyone's attention, Yuantong Brace Oneself explained, and when he finished speaking, he found that he was sweating.
"These are all insignificant!"
Wei Tuotian waved his hand, "The madman has made several shots, but they are all biased towards the hundred schools, it is best to use the hands of Taoism to get rid of them. !"
It seems that this group of Buddhists and Taoists also hate madmen and want to get rid of them quickly.
"It makes sense!"
The wisdom of the Divine Elephant is nodded one after another. According to the nature of Taoism, the madman will never be spared.
"Amitabha, today I can see a pure sun fall, and the old man is infinitely sad!"
The head Tuo put his hands together, but there was a smile in the corner of his eyes.
......
"Mad man, you are courting death!"
"Don't think that you are pure yang, we can't help you?"
Mo Duyu looked at his companions, and secretly made up his mind to put aside the plan to exterminate the hundred schools of thought, and kill the madman first.
As reincarnated immortals, they have a few hole cards in their hands. If they make a full effort, they are enough to kill the madman on the spot.
"Wait a minute!"
The madman seemed to notice their murderous aura and waved his hands quickly, "You really think I'm here alone?"
Isn't it? What?
Not only Taoism, but also Hundred Schools, the Imperial Court side, also think so.
The madman has such a stinky temper, he has always been alone, how has he ever had a companion?
But this time is different.
"I'm here this time to show people the way!"
The madman pointed behind him, but seeing the clouds rolling, mixed with ten thousand zhang golden light, one after another silhouette descending from the sky, Falling in front of the hundred schools of thought.
"Tian Kui Xing!"
"Tian Xian Xing!"
"..."
"Earth Dark Star!"
......
The shouts came and went, 63 times in succession, before they stopped.
"I'm waiting to join the Heavenly Emperor candidate and join us in the grand event!"
Everyone present was stunned. These names are louder than the other, maybe few people know about their separation, but Together it is definitely a household name.
The world calls them: 36 Heavenly Stars, 72 Earthly Fiend, 108 Big Dipper generals.
(end of this chapter)