The Holy Spirit Walker saw Li Xiandao.
He struggled to get up. His body of a hundred feet had long since transformed into a skinny monkey, his hair was no longer shiny, and he looked a little decadent.
"Master!" The Holy Spirit Walker knelt in front of Li Xiandao, feeling very guilty.
He messed up everything, and the master found a chance for him to help him recover his bloodline. But as soon as his bloodline recovered, he fell into a violent rage. He dared to provoke the emperor of Immortal Court, beating himself to the point of dying, and his bloodline almost collapsed.
The Holy Spirit Walker was very afraid that Li Xiandao would be disappointed in him.
He was not afraid of Li Xiandao beating him, because it meant that his master was not disappointed in him.
But Li Xiandao had no intention of scolding him, nor was he disappointed with him. Instead, he calmly sat down on a big bluestone and smiled at the Holy Spirit Walker with his head hanging down.
"Why, I had the courage to punch Emperor Ziwei just now, but now I have lost it?" Li Xiandao asked.
The Holy Spirit Walker looked at Li Xiandao carefully and muttered: "I was controlled by the violent source just now."
"So now that you are awake, you don't dare to point at Emperor Ziwei's nose and scold him as his grandfather?" Li Xiandao looked at the Holy Spirit Walker in surprise.
"Master, what do you mean?" The Holy Spirit Walker looked at Li Xiandao confused, not quite understanding.
"You look up and see that the cultivation of those few people is not as good as Emperor Ziwei, but they are not afraid of Emperor Ziwei at all. It's just a fight anyway. It's fine if you win. It doesn't matter if you can't win. Our Tiandi Bank is still I can protect you, you are not alone, there is a master behind you." Li Xiandao stretched out his hand.
The Holy Spirit Walker raised his head and looked into the endless void.
There was a ball of black and blood-colored light intertwined together, setting off Lucifer's twelve black wings, which was very terrifying. He was like a god of war, with unparalleled momentum and overwhelming the fairy court.
Even Emperor Ziwei had to admit that he was dazzled.
The three people in front of me are all Immortal Kings with extraordinary origins and powerful strength.
Lucifer, Yue Angel, and Monk Tianxin were overwhelming the Immortal Court, and they were at war with Emperor Ziwei. Their momentum made everyone watch closely.
The Holy Spirit Walker said with envy: "They are so powerful."
"You're not bad either." Li Xiandao looked at the Holy Spirit Walker calmly.
The Holy Spirit Walker looked at Li Xiandao blankly.
His confidence was crushed by Emperor Ziwei's slap.
Now he is in confusion.
Li Xiandao stretched out his hand to remove the weeds from Holy Spirit Walker's head, and said gently: "Do you still remember the story you told me before?"
The Holy Spirit Walker blinked.
"You said that the Immortal Court was your original home. You said that your origin was shattered by the Lord of the Immortal Court. You said that the origin that you spent millions of years condensing has been shattered. Once it is restored, you will break through the world. You told me all this." Li Xiandao looked at the Holy Spirit Walker.
"Now I help you restore the origin, but you have forgotten what you said." Li Xiandao reminded the Holy Spirit Walker.
The Holy Spirit Walker suddenly woke up as if enlightened.
The confusion in his heart was immediately dispersed, and he struggled to get up and kneel in front of Li Xiandao.
"Thank you, Master, for your help in clarifying my doubts." The Holy Spirit Walker said gratefully.
"You haven't used your original power at all." Li Xiandao pointed out the problem with the Holy Spirit Walker.
He was lost in fifty years of burning training. After coming out, his resurrected origin controlled his sanity, and then he was seriously injured by Emperor Ziwei.
From beginning to end, he never showed his strong side.
"Master, what should I do now?" the Holy Spirit Walker asked.
Li Xiandao knocked the iron rod he brought.
Ding ding ding!
"This is a weapon that was placed in Yanggong's treasure house. It was a long time ago. I don't know when it came from, but I just felt that I was destined to you, so I brought it to you." Li Xiandao said.
The Holy Spirit Walker looked at the iron rod.
It was just a plain iron rod, without any fancy appearance. He stretched out his hand to hold it, and his body suddenly shook, and he felt a terrifying power sweep through his body.
"Kill, fight your way through the world!"
"We, the demon tribe, will never be slaves!"
"I am the great sage of the demon clan, and I will conquer the world."
"It is your and my responsibility to destroy the Divine Court."
A series of terrifying sounds reached the ears of the Holy Spirit Walker, his body shook, and the huge origin was completely activated at this moment.
"Go ahead, Golden Monkey raises his mighty stick and beats him upside down!" Li Xiandao looked at the Holy Spirit Walker with satisfaction, stretched out his hand, and the lofty fairy court was reflected in the Holy Spirit Walker's eyes.
As he held the iron rod, his momentum began to rise, like a huge firecracker, rolling and terrifying.
The golden hair became extremely soft and moved with the wind, and the armor on his body seemed to have changed, becoming brighter and brighter.
"Xianting, take a stick from your Grandpa Monkey!" The Holy Spirit Walker roared wildly, and, driven by the source of recovery, he flew up.
Just as Li Xiandao said, the golden monkey raised up his cudgel and beat him upside down.
Boom!
This time, the Holy Spirit Walker struck out very quickly and unreachably. He jumped directly onto the Immortal Courtyard, holding the iron rod high with a ferocious look.
Emperor Ziwei, who was confronting Lucifer and others, had a cold look in his eyes and said angrily: "I don't even bother you, but you still rush up to me without knowing your life or death. Just go to hell."
Emperor Ziwei was really furious this time. He ignored Lucifer and the other three, stepped forward on his own, directly raised his magic weapon, the Chart of the Stars, and smashed it hard.
In an instant, stars were falling like rain, flying out from the star map in the sky. One after another, extremely terrifying, with huge power, they violently swept the surroundings and surrounded the Holy Spirit Walker.
This scene, which was like destroying the world, did not pose any threat to the Holy Spirit Walker. He held an iron rod and directly swung the stars in front of him.
The iron rod is in front, smashing the stars, and under the bright light, the Holy Spirit Walker's millions of years of origin play a huge role at this moment.
His cultivation level was not as good as Emperor Ziwei's, but under the urging of his origin, he actually broke through Emperor Ziwei's map of the heavens and stars, and then the iron rod fell.
boom!
The stick smashed down, directly overturning countless rays of light, and also knocked Emperor Ziwei's huge body back several steps, his arms trembling, and he looked on in shock and anger.
"How is this possible? Before, you were still a weakling. You just broke through to become the Immortal King. I can crush you to death with just one hand." Emperor Ziwei said in shock.
His eyes were fixed on the iron rod in the Holy Spirit Walker's hand. Could it be the function of this weapon
But can it be improved so much with just one weapon
"Your Grandpa Monkey has said it a long time ago. If you can't stop me, today I will smash down this hypocritical fairy palace of yours." The Holy Spirit Walker roared wildly, picked up the stick, and raised his hand to hit.
(End of chapter)