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Chapter 11: The showdown of no saints, three thousand ways of transformation(2/2)

But less than a thousandth of a moment, his expression couldn't help but change.

On Penglai Island, Yang Yu stood still, but in the chaotic sea of ​​energy behind him, a mouthful of Yu Ruyi, which was intertwined with three colors, suddenly jumped up in the sea of ​​chaotic energy.

Bang!

With just a light blow, the red and white light that penetrated the void was already destroyed invisibly with a loud bang.

"Yuxutian, the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi!"

The expression of Wusheng Taoist finally changed, and there was even more shocking suspicion in his eyes:

"Yuqing is so rebellious, how could he tolerate the younger generations in the future to control his own way?!

Even if it is a rubbing, it should not be allowed!"

At this moment, Wusheng Taoist was shocked and confused.

He was an existence that emerged from the endless killing aura and did not know much about the Ten Tribulations.

Originally, he didn't care, and didn't think that the first time he had just started, the ten kalpas of enlightenment were only one person, and there was something worthy of his attention.

But now...

Buzz!

With a gentle shock, the three-colored jade Ruyi fell onto the chaotic cloud behind Yang Yu, and all the things that transformed Taoism followed:

"How about you stay?"

Buzz ~

When the sound wave fell, the rolling sword energy of Zhu Xian like a torrent also descended.

"you!"

The expression of Wusheng Taoist changed, and he had only had time to beat the red gourd heavily, and the huge roar had already submerged everything.

Boom!

At this moment, the Gangang Realm shook violently, as if it was about to completely shatter under this terrifying sword energy.

"No! That evil god wants to use Gangang Realm to resist the long river of sword light!"

"The old thief is so cruel!"

"Escape! Escape quickly!"

...

As the sky was shocked and the earth was shaken, the practitioners in the Gangang Realm, regardless of the immortals, Buddhas, gods and demons, were all shocked.

Each of them used magical treasures, and his eyes were so angry that he wanted to escape.

But at this moment, the Zhuxian sword light was much stronger than the light of the sun, and it was more omnipotent.

Inside and outside the world, the sea of ​​clouds and earth, and even the nothingness, they go to everything and encompass everything.

There is no escape, no escape!

"Master Yang shows mercy..."

"Master Yang, we must be the subordinates of the old thief, so spare our lives..."

"No saint old thief!"

...

The fear was extremely high, some people were panicked and mourned, some people fled in a panic, and even worse, some people cursed and their eyes were red.

laugh!

It's like a moment, and it's like a long time.

The sword energy that filled the entire Gangang Realm instantly dissipated into most of the time, leaving only a thread that penetrated through the void.

The red gourd that transformed the virtual and the real, as if it was moving in time and space, and the angry and shocked Taoist Wusheng were penetrated!

‘The body of the Six Divisions, controls the Three Pure Ones?! The ten catastrophes have only begun, and there is such a great man?!’

At this moment, Wusheng Taoist felt cold and he realized something was wrong.

"I'm so proud..."

laugh!

The sword light dissipated, and the body of Wusheng Taoist turned into ashes and dissipated. Only the red gourd that had lost its color fell into the void, smashing mountains, rivers and the earth.

boom!

The rolling smoke and dust soared into the sky, filling countless practitioners, and even more, many demons were shocked.

Even though he was the fierce man who cursed the Taoist Wusheng a moment ago, he felt his heart frizzy and unbelievable.

A supreme evil god who had fought against the emperors of the ancient heavenly court at the beginning of the Nine Tribulations was actually killed?!

Even if he first achieved enlightenment, it would be too much...

"No Saint Taoist, this is gone!"

"After the first sixth corpse, he dared to attack Yang Yu. It was really a way to kill him. What kind of evil god is obviously a fool!"

"Jie Sect, Yang Yu, Yang Sect Master... Is it true that one qi is used to control the two clear? It seems that although the ten kalpas are short, the fortune is even better than the other kalpas, and such a great man can be born..."

"It was just that I had achieved enlightenment earlier and received the gift from the Great Red God! When I achieved enlightenment, I would let him know the greatness of heaven and earth!"

"Does he also want to attain the Three Pure Ones? Then, he can't be kept..."

"It's too difficult to kill the world now. Besides, the emperor is still in secret..."

"Forget it, let him have a lifetime, so what?"

...

The Taoist Wusheng fell on the day when he first formed the Six Divisions. Through the Dao rhyme in the dark, countless practitioners saw this scene.

Among them, naturally, there are people with Taoism like the Dashi.

"That Taoist Wusheng died early and returned early, and he didn't know how powerful this person is..."

In the inner hall of a large mansion, Dasi Ming lying on the bed, holding a beauty in his arms, thinking about something.

For more than three hundred years, he has not left this big city, nor even a step out of this mansion. He just practices silently, accumulates Taoist rhymes, and collects information.

It includes ten kalpas, nine kalpas, and even further kalpas, to guess who the Taoist people are.

Without a saintly Taoist, he will naturally know.

Unfortunately, this person died too early. During the Taiyuan period, there were only a few enlightened people. Although they were quite famous, they were difficult to compare with those of the supreme beings of the Nine Tribulations.

But his fate is so bleak, it must be related to his direct rebirth from the killing aura accumulated in the Qiangang Realm and achieving enlightenment.

"He knew nothing about that Master Yang, and it was not surprising that he would end up like this..."

Dasi Ming shook his head in his heart, but suddenly sat up and pushed away the shocked and aggrieved beauty in his arms.

"Master, yes, someone has sent me an invitation..."

Outside the door, the voice of the servant came:

"I am a little Taoist boy, coming and going without a trace, I am afraid it is a master with supernatural powers..."

call!

Dasiming waved his hand, and the cold wind blew open the door and handed the invitation to his hand.

"This is……"

Just a glance at the invitation, Dasiming's eyelids twitched:

"Taoist Wanshou..."

...

...

"The Taoist Wanshou wrote to all the worlds, invited all the heroes to visit Wanshou Mountain, observe the Five Internals, and evaluate the ginseng fruit..."

On the back mountain of Penglai Island, Yang Yu played with the red gourd that was pierced, thinking about something.

"After the death of Wusheng Tao, there were indeed demons in Qiangang Realm who were promoted to the Great Sage..."

Behind him, Yang Jian put down the invitation, grabbed his five fingers with a false eye, and pulled out the two-edged sword:
Chapter completed!
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