The hundreds of schools of thought discovered that something was wrong. Although they were not clear about the current status of the sons of famous scholars, they could guess that the creation of a trick of deceiving the world and stealing reputation was not easy to use.

In other words, even if the son of a famous artist can be reused, it will always require cooling time!

The other party responded too quickly and did not give them time to recover. The second wave of group strikes followed one after another.

"Yuan Ming, go away!"

Someone heard the instructions of the son of a famous artist and hurriedly asked to escort Yuan Ming away.

"Need not!"

Yuan Ming explained, "The Taoist wants to kill hundreds of schools of thought for me, and no matter what, I will not let anything happen to me?"

When the members of the Hundred Schools thought that this was indeed the truth. They covered the scope of the attack just now, but they made it aside, which shows that Taoists wanted to capture him alive.

On the other side of the imperial camp, Wumen was amazed at it, "Of the hundreds of schools, only the sons of famous masters are real people!"

He shook his head with regret, "It's a pity that there is no chance to fight with him on Mount Tai."

After thinking about it, Wumen shook his head, "What's even more regrettable is that he felt depraved and assisted Yuan Ming's despicable villain."

"Isn't it sad to see the pearls fall into darkness?"

The three sword immortals in Shu, together with the two famous scholars, were also surprised by the famous masters just now.

They may not know the concept of dimensionality reduction, but they also see that the sons of famous masters can bring the existence of the real world on paper to evolve. Such earth-shaking magical powers pose too great a threat to the court.

"Look at him, what other means can he deal with it?"

The reincarnated immortals are about to launch a second wave of attacks. Everyone will wait and see if the son of the famous master still has the spare time to crack it.

"Why!"

A long sigh suddenly appeared between heaven and earth. Mr. Muye frowned instantly. Why is it him?

"Makino, do you know who the person is?"

Mr. Makino nodded, "It turns out that the Hundred Schools are in trouble, he will come immediately!"

The owner of this voice is nothing else, but the rumored Chunyang Sanren and Madman.

Don’t look at this crazy man scolding Baijiajia and scolding any school of thought, Baijiajiajia is still here in trouble.

The son of the famous sect thought after hearing this, "It seems that the madman has a great relationship with the hundreds of schools!"

When he heard Chunyang's arrival, the three sword immortals in Shu clamped the immortal swords between their fingers and were always on guard.

"mad Men!"

The Buddha and Taoist people were slightly shocked and then returned to normal, just pure yang. Everyone below regarded them as gods, but in their eyes, it was nothing more than a sage.

However, the madman's entry obviously brought variables, and they will wait and see.

If Taoism can be unlucky, it will be the best ending.

Taoism also does not care about mad people, just pure yang, and it’s not that I have seen it before, and what can it do if I am alone?

"Madman, as a pure yang, you live a thousand years of life. You should cherish it well. Don't interfere randomly and waste your hard-earned immortality!"

Mo Duyu immediately scolded.

This is the confidence of the reincarnated immortals. You Pure Yang is at most a reserve for immortals. We are fairy immortals. Who is afraid of whom?

However, Mo Duyu obviously forgot that he had deleted his account and practiced again, and he was facing a full-level boss.

"Haha, I'm too lazy to mention those dirty things in Taoism!"

"It just happened that I have thoughts about reading today, so I'll give you a song!"

"The fire is burning and refining alchemy is busy all day long, and it makes me feel red and dark.

Practice is to pursue immortality, and to work hard to fight for the weak and strong.

If you are afraid of the poison of the world, you will turn over and make a temple.

I sincerely advise others to follow the principles of fortune-telling, but I regret that my family will not live long.

Distinguish between yin and yang and right and wrong, and know that the sudoku of heaven is forgotten.

A pure heart, full of fame and fortune.

He practiced hard in the mountains for hundreds of years, but once he stood out and died.

It is ridiculous to return to the misty and cold place. It is absurd to be an immortal with ghosts.

After going in a reversal, I said: No desire or seeking is a god, a good reputation."

After singing this song, the world echoed continuously and could not be exhausted for a long time.

Anyone who hears it has a ruthless impulse in his heart. The madman is a real warrior!

In front of Taoism, they were not worth a single criticism and the fig leaf was torn off.

The hundreds of schools of thought were relieved, and the madmen were full of hatred. It seemed that the reincarnated immortals would not make things difficult for the time being.

Such strong self-confidence comes from the song "Madman". It's really ugly to scold me. I don't have a dirty word, but I can curse Taoism deeply into the bones.

Thinking from the perspective of others, if you are a Taoist person, you will be furious and smoke on the spot.

"Madman, do you really think Chunyang is fearless?"

Mo Duyu spoke, his voice cold, "Since you entered Pure Yang, how long have you gotten, are you sure you can get through the tribulation?"

"I am chaotic by nature and sleep all day long, and I don't have time to pay attention to these!"

After the madman finished speaking, he questioned in a certain direction, "Little monk, how talented my poetry this time, have you made great progress?"

The sound penetrates the vast space and penetrates deep into the Pure Land.

Yuantong's face turned dark after hearing this, and felt that the eyes were all focused on him. He thought that this person was quite vengeful. He just sarcasticted a few words, but he studied poetry and wrote another poem to prove himself again.

"Listen to my explanation, I was on the edge of the river..."

Facing everyone's eyes, Yuantong gritted his teeth and explained. After finishing his words, he found that he was sweating all over.

“None of these matters!”

Wei Tuotian waved his hand when he heard this, "The madman has taken action several times, but he is biased towards the hundreds of schools. It is best to use the Taoist hands to get rid of it!"

It seems that these Buddhists and Taoists also hate madmen and want to get rid of them and get them away.

“It makes sense!”

The wisdom and divine elephants nodded one after another. According to Taoist nature, they would never let go of madmen.

"Amitabha, today I can see the fall of a pure sun, I am extremely sad!"

The head-headed man clasped his hands together, but there was a smile on his eyes.

...

"Madman, you're looking for death!"

"Don't think that you are Chunyang, so we can't do anything to you?"

Mo Duyu looked at the companions around him, and secretly made up his mind to exterminate the hundreds of schools of thought. The plan to destroy the madman will be put on hold for the time being and killed first.

As reincarnated immortals, they have several trump cards on hand. If they make every effort, they will be enough to kill the madman on the spot.

"Slow down!"

The madman seemed to notice their murderous aura and waved his hand quickly, "Do you really think I'm here alone?"

Isn't it?

Not only Taoism, but also hundreds of schools of thought, and the court, also think so.

The madman has such a bad temper and has always been alone. How could he have ever had a companion?

But this time the situation is different.

"I'm here this time to guide people!"

The madman pointed behind him, but he saw the clouds rolling, mixed with golden light, and figures fell from the sky and landed in front of the Hundred Schools.

"Tiankuixing!"

"Tianxianxing!"

“…”

"Dark Star of Earth!"

...

The shouts of shouting sounded sixty-three times in succession before they stopped.

"We are here to join the candidates for the Emperor of Heaven and join in the grand ceremony!"

Everyone present was stunned. These names were louder than the other. Perhaps few people knew about them separately, but together they were definitely household names.

People in the world call them: Thirty-six Heavenly Gangs, Seventy-two Earthly Demons, and One Hundred and Eight North Divine God Generals.
Chapter completed!