"The Heavenly Chapter of the Fire Tribe will change!"

"The Heavenly Changes of the Doubu Divine Arts!"

"Thunder of the Thunder Tribe's Dharma changes!"

"Taoist Eye!"

“…”

The son of a famous artist had his eyes twitching, and countless words poured in on the list of fame and fortune unfolded in front of him.

The content of these texts corresponds to various attacks falling from the sky, all from the hands of reincarnated immortals.

Usually, they had to deal with any of these attacks for a long time.

But at present, all kinds of attacks fell from the sky like money is not needed.

It is conceivable that these reincarnated immortals were so annoyed when they learned that they were being teased and thought of exterminated the Hundred Schools.

Too too dense!

The son of a famous scholar shook his head. Even if he had a list of fame and fortune, he could only protect himself from this wave of attacks and could not shelter the other hundreds of members.

He is like this, let alone other hundred sons.

Therefore, the attack of the reincarnated immortal directly turned the hundreds of schools into a mess.

Where is Yuan Ming!

He held the walking staff in his hand and looked at the heavy rain attack. His heart trembled. He had been looking at it for a long time, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he could not see any way out.

These reincarnated immortals came to Tu Die and the others as soon as they came up without any hesitation.

"Reincarnated Immortal!"

Yuan Ming only realized today that so many reincarnated immortals joined forces, even the fate of the candidate for the Emperor of Heaven could not be protected.

Thinking of the fact that he was discussing with the son of a famous family, he went to find the reincarnated immortals belonging to his own camp. Before he could set off, he was about to die at the hands of the reincarnated immortals of Taoism.

"Excellent!"

In the Buddhist and Taoist camp, Emperor Xin clapped his hands repeatedly, "Taoism finally did something human and civilized!"

Yuantong remained silent, thinking that Emperor Xin was definitely gloating. He was even happier that all the families died, and he was not as happy as Yuan Ming's murder.

However, the Taoist reaction was so intense that the Buddhist Taoism was really a little confused.

The talisman water that restrains the magical powers of the Plague Tribe has been obtained. Is it necessary to kill all the people? Do you have to kill people to silence them and form a monopoly?

"It's okay!"

Wei Tuotian understateed, "It would be better that they killed Yuan Ming by mistake and endure this causal backlash!"

"The fall of the candidate for the Emperor of Heaven is not a trivial matter. Heaven and earth are sorrowful, and all things will definitely cry and blood will happen!"

"The backlash just suffered is enough to greatly damage the Taoist vitality!"

It turns out that Buddhism and Taoism still have such a plan. Only candidates for the Emperor of Heaven can kill the Emperor of Heaven. Once it is killed by others, it will inevitably suffer an extremely serious backlash.

The imperial court and Buddhist Taoism dared to attack because they had candidates for the Emperor of Heaven in their camps, and they were able to fight for the throne of different camps, which was enough to withstand the backlash of luck.

But Taoism has no candidate for the Emperor of Heaven. If he really killed Yuan Ming by mistake, the consequences will be so serious that everyone in Buddhism and Taoism are extremely looking forward to it.

"Don't think about it!"

"We are waiting for Baijia, but we are not fish on the chopping board, and you will still slaughter it!"

"So what about the immortal? I'm killing the immortal!"

Many members of the hundreds of schools faced the threat of death and were also inspired to indomitable spirit, and each used exquisite magical secret techniques.

In the blink of an eye, countless lights flashed on the ground, either blooming, bursting, or spinning. It was obviously a skill to use the bottom of the box and to withstand this wave of attacks from the reincarnated immortals.

"Just struggle to death!"

Mo Duyu waved his thunderous wings, hovered in the air, and said in a indifferent tone.

Behind him, the reincarnated immortals posed their own postures, all looking down silently.

In their eyes, the lifespan of mortals is just a moment. Over the long years, they are tired of dealing with mortals.

Immortals and mortals, even though they all have the word "man", they are actually two completely different species.

Therefore, for a group of reincarnated immortals, killing hundreds of schools of thought is at best a game of boiling water pouring back into ant nest.

However, there are also strong people among the ants, and there is no shortage of existence that makes their eyes shine.

For example, the son of a famous artist, the yellow scroll waving in his hand is not an easy thing.

The thunder and flame starlight that Mo Duyu cast out, all the things he touched disappeared, and even magic weapons and magical powers disappeared on the spot.

However, the yellow scroll of the son of a famous master has mysterious power, which covers 90% of his attacks.

Mo Duyu didn't care at all. In addition to him, there were other immortal attacks coming one after another. The role of a son of a famous master was simply minimal.

Except for the sons of famous masters, the other hundred sons' dying struggles seemed extremely ridiculous in their eyes.

"Bully the world and steal the reputation!"

The son of the famous master shouted suddenly, "Everyone, please report yourself!"

At this time of crisis, the hundreds of scholars from various schools heard the call of the sons of famous scholars. Although they were not clear about the reason, they still answered one by one according to his ideas.

"XX, son of Feng Shui family!"

"Son of the Fisherman..."

“…”

The names of schools were reported and then turned into a light and merged into the list of fame and fortune.

Every time a ray of light is poured into it, the list of fame and fortune has been lengthened by several inches, and in the end, it has turned into an endless wave, sweeping across the entire world.

"Use your name with the help of you!"

The son of a famous scholar had an unprecedented solemn and dignified expression. He raised his head and saw countless attacks falling from the sky, including the light from the Taoist eyes, as well as the supreme traces of the thunder magic, etc.

In the past, he had to concentrate on any attack.

But at present, the son of a famous scholar is unprecedentedly powerful, and he feels that he can destroy countless attacks by blowing out in one breath.

Let’s talk about the previous one, the son of the Zongheng family combined with the strength of everyone, and his realm cultivation increased dramatically, and he could be said to be invincible under Pure Yang.

Such secret techniques are available to the masters and their famous masters.

To deceive the world and steal reputation is this method of borrowing others' names and enhancing one's own strength.

Listening to names is not like a famous artist, but more like a means of stealing a family.

"You are reincarnated and you dare to call yourself an immortal. You are not good at all, it is contradictory!"

The son of a famous scholar shouted loudly, "I want to destroy my hundred schools, but you are not worth enough!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the list of fame and fortune suddenly rolled up, turning from an endless yellow scroll to a scroll.

"Can you take this thing?"

In the surprised eyes of everyone, the son of the famous master threw up the scroll and blocked the attack like rain.

Members of the Hundred Schools know that this thing is the personal magic weapon of the son of a famous scholar, which is extremely expensive. More importantly, only the expansion type has the strongest power, and the offense and defense are invincible.

Only in the scroll state, this magic weapon is equivalent to sleep and has no attack power.

So, they didn't understand why the son of a famous scholar had to throw the scroll out directly?

Everyone was wondering that the attack from the reincarnated immortal instantly enveloped them, and various streams of light appeared one after another, turning the space here into hell, and no creature could escape.
Chapter completed!