Yangzhi Nine Souls, looking stupidly at his body in front of him!
Father robbed his body? Have spoiled yourself for so many years, it turns out that it's all about your own physique
"No, father, it's not like that, father!" Yang Zhijiu cried out suddenly. WwW, QunabEN, coM
Losing her sex, Yang Zhijiu was just a panic, but his father's face turned Yang Zhijiu like falling into an ice cellar.
In the past, Maori Daoist held up a piece of sky for Yangzhijiu. This sky, let Yangzhijiu do whatever he wanted, even for the death of his elder brothers, Maori Daoist was indifferent, as long as Yangzhijiu had nothing to do.
It turns out that this is not to spoil the sun to nine, it is not...
It seemed as if the sky had stepped down in an instant.
"Noisy!" Daojun Mao said coldly.
"Boom!"
Yang Zhijiu's soul was suddenly overturned to the ground, and almost disappeared.
Falling to the ground, Yang Zhijiu's eyes were filled with panic.
At this moment, the whole body of Taoist Maori was full of golden light, and three hundred and sixty-one acupuncture holes were shining with white light. The Wanmiao Demon Lotus slowly spins on top of his head.
"boom!"
Daojun Uori opened the roof with a palm, and suddenly, 361 acupuncture holes produced a huge suction force, which connected to the sun directly above.
Above the sun, three hundred and sixty-one beams of light were shot, directly at one of the three hundred and sixty-one acupoints of Daojun Mao.
Daojun Mao rose up into the sky, standing in the air, absorbing the power bestowed by the sun madly. The whole person is surrounded by a huge fireball.
"Boom!"
The surrounding air folds up waves and rushes madly in all directions.
Daojun Uri was breaking through with the power of the sun.
"In the Void Realm! Haha!"
"Upper Void Realm, haha, to the body of the nine flames, which coincides with the number of the sun. The deity has prepared for this physique for thousands of years. Feng gave birth to eight sons, but I let her give birth to the ninth son for me, although Huofeng In the end, he died for this, but finally the ninth son was born! Hahahaha!"
"Boom!"
At the time of Daojun Mao's breakthrough, a large number of dark clouds appeared in the sky, but under the scorching sun, these dark clouds disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Daojun Uri's strength is still skyrocketing.
"Human Wonderland!" Daojun Mao said excitedly.
"Boom!"
Daojun Uri was shrouded in a ball of fire.
"Finally become an immortal, haha, calcined for me!" Daojun Mao suddenly felt cold.
Stirring the sun's fire, suddenly rushed to the Myriad Demon Lotus above his head.
"The power of the underworld, the might of the Hao Sun, cross the void, and the fire refines the lotus god!" Daojun Mao suddenly shouted.
"call!"
With the wave of his hand, endless auras quickly gathered in all directions, and went straight to Dao Mao. They were forcibly extracted to help Dao Mao refining the magic lotus. Even, through this nine physique, I still want to separate Sora uses the power of the sun to refine the lotus god far away.
"boom!"
The fire of the sun madly refines the magic lotus.
Daojun Mao raised his head and looked at the Wonderful Demon Lotus floating above his head, with a hideous look on his face.
"You, want to refine me?" A contemptuous voice came from the Myriad Demon Lotus.
"Hahaha, God of Lotus, do you want to control me? Humph, how can I be controlled by you? I am now in the ninth physique and can be in the same constitution with the sun. You have now been transferred into the sun. In the sun. How does it feel like?" Daojun Mao laughed loudly.
Wanmiao Yaolian was silent for a while.
"Haha, God of Lotus, every time I borrow your power, my body will be corroded by evil spirits. It must be your hands and feet. I will refine you and deprive you of all your power. , It's all mine, hahahaha!" Daojun Mao laughed wildly with excitement.
"Even though you are a powerful existence in the immortal world, you must not escape the sun. The sun that has existed in ancient times is eternally powerful, die!" Daojun Mao laughed wildly.
At the moment when Uri Dao-kun was excited.
The voice came from the Wanmiao Demon Lotus again: "The eternal and unchanging sun? Oh, not to mention that I am not in the sun now, even if your sun is in front of me, I can smash it with one palm, and the ants want to refine me. ?"
"Huh?" Daojun Mao's expression changed.
"If you really have the ability to move me into the sun, I would also like to thank you, but you are so far away. You, the sun in the underworld, I crushed it back then. The sun in the sun was just too late. I give you. Power, you actually want to rebel? Did you know that I can give you power, and I can also deprive you of your power, and it's a deprivation outside of the control of fate!" Lian Shen said coldly through the magical demon lotus.
"Ah? Ah!" Daojun Mao suddenly trembled and cried out in horror.
Because Daojun Uri suddenly discovered that he couldn't move anymore.
"No, no!" Dao Monarch Maori cried out in horror.
I saw Daojun Uri's soul suddenly squeezed out of Yang Zhijiu's body. But this time, Wanmiao Demon Lotus did not come out with him.
"Die!"
"Ah, no!" Daojun Uri cried out in horror.
"Boom!"
Daojun Mao's soul flew away, and in an instant, he was crushed into powder and completely disappeared in this world.
"Shoo!" Yang Zhijiu's body produced a huge suction.
The lower Yangzhi Nine Souls were suddenly attracted by this suction, and once again possessed them and went up.
"Only the soul of the body can better control the body, Yang Zhijiu, from today on, you will do the world's things for me!" The voice of the Lotus God's command came from the Myriad Demon Lotus.
Yang Zhijiu's body was lost and regained, and his face suddenly looked ecstatic.
Daojun Maori has a cold nature, and Yang Zhijiu is also cold by nature. Seeing Daojun Mao's destruction, there is not a trace of sympathy.
"Yes!" Yang Zhijiu shouted.
"Your physique is special, and I can give you more power. The limit of Uri's physique can only reach the ultimate Xuanxian. Unlike you, with my strength, you can reach the strength of the earth immortal, and even the heavenly immortal!" Lian Shen said road.
"Yes!" Yang Zhijiu exclaimed excitedly.
On the other side, because of the death of Daojun Mao, the sea of merits and virtues in the sacred place made a loud noise.
"boom!"
The sea of merit and virtue burst into pieces. The billowing merits flowed quickly to the southeast.
The emperor died without luck. But if the master of the sect died, only half of his merit should be lost. Because above the heavenly policy, the patriarch can write down the successor. If he dies, the heavenly policy will automatically be transferred to him. No successor is set.
When Daojun Mao died, Tian's strategy was useless, and his endless merits collapsed and disappeared.
And the direction of the loss is not elsewhere, it is the Great Zhendi Dynasty.
The world has a big net of fate, extremely dense, all cause and effect are in it, who kills who is killed, the big net of fate has its own calculation. Logically, this should be the god of lotus extinguishing Mao Ri.
However, the lotus god is too strong and has gone beyond the fate of the gods. There is no trace of cause and effect. Therefore, the fate of the big net can not find the lotus god, and can only count the death of the Uri Daoist as the previous heavy damage. The former one is Yan Chuan.
Billowing merit disappeared.
The Jokhang Holy Land collapsed, and for a while, countless disciples from the Jokhang Holy Land looked at the sky in horror.
The sea of merit disappeared? How could this be
Countless disciples screamed.
And in the south of the Jokhang Holy Land. Meng Lingtian of Julu Academy, with the other four people, felt outside of Julu Academy.
"Four seniors, the Jokhang Holy Land has collapsed?" Meng Lingtian asked in surprise.
Meng Lingtian is an immortal, and who can serve as Meng Lingtian's senior can only be a more powerful immortal.
The five immortals looked at this scene in surprise.
Similarly, King Gai You and Snake Emperor also arrived at the Jokhang Holy Land and watched in surprise as the merits disappeared from the sky.
"Your Majesty, although the merits of the Jokhang Holy Land have disappeared, the evil spirits in the sky are soaring. Obviously, the lotus god is still here!" The Snake Emperor's expression sank.
On the other side, Meng Sansheng carried a huge gourd on his back, followed by five men in purple robes, one by one, all over the body with a powerful aura, much stronger than the upper virtual realm, and obviously also five immortals.
"The Jokhang Holy Land, has it changed ownership?" Meng Sansheng's face sank.
In the west, Kong Daoqiu quickly flew in with five men with countless glowing glow.
"Did someone do it first?" Kong Daoqiu asked in surprise.
north.
Yun Xin, Yao Tianshang, and the five elders of the Tianji Sect.
"Junior Brother, the Jokhang Holy Land has changed, I'll wait and go quickly!" An old man said solemnly.
"Yeah!" Yun Xin nodded.
Another group of immortals descended.
In all directions, almost at the same time, a group of immortals descended outside the Jokhang Holy Land.
The heroes encircled and suppressed the lotus god.
But the lotus god, is it so easy to be surrounded and suppressed
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Dazhen Emperor Dynasty, Yenching. In a pavilion in the palace.
Zizi poured a cup of tea for Yan Chuan and accompanies Yan Chuan. Yan Chuan is watching various messages from all over the world, the military situation of Dazhen's war against the Quartet.
It is not necessary for Zi Zi to make tea in person, but Zi Zi likes to accompany Yan Chuan.
After taking a sip of tea, Yan Chuan looked at the memorial and smiled: "Li Si? It really is Wang Zuo's talent, Baozhen? Ha!"
"Is that Li Si who wants to be the prime minister?" Zi Zi asked curiously.
"Not bad...!" Yan Chuan smiled.
But Yan Chuan was just halfway talking, and suddenly, Dazhen Qi Luck suddenly skyrocketed, like the endless merits flowing from the north.
"hold head high!"
The nine-clawed golden dragon roared excitedly.
"It seems that Jin Dayu and Huo Guang have taken down another middle sect!" Zi Zi sighed.
"No, it's not the middle sect, this is the upper sect? Jokhang Holy Land?" Yan Chuan stood up abruptly.
The billowing luck skyrocketed, and in a blink of an eye, it rose by nearly one-third.
In this scene, not only Yan Chuan was surprised, but Yi Feng, Meng Wenruo and others were also surprised to look at the sky.
Some sensitive officials rushed straight to the palace.
Yi Feng walked in the forefront and quickly arrived at the palace.
"Your Majesty, Master Yi, Master Meng, Master Liu, please see me!" Liu Jin said loudly outside the courtyard.
"Come in!"
Soon, a group of courtiers poured into the courtyard where Yan Chuan was located.
"Your Majesty, is it the Jokhang Holy Land?" Yi Feng said excitedly when he arrived.
Qunchen looked at Yan Chuan with excitement.
"Yes, the merits lost from the Jokhang Holy Land, Daojun Mao is really dead this time. Although I don't know what happened to the Jokhang Holy Land, all of this is not important for the time being. What's important is that not only the merits have flowed. Zhen, even the ranks of heaven and earth are flowing!" Yan Chuan said excitedly.
"If the sky is not taken, take the blame, prepare, Dazhen will advance to the celestial dynasty!" Yan Chuan solemnly said.
"Yes!" The officials said even more excitedly.