Zhong Tian, who mobilized the power of heaven and earth, stopped Cheng Hou with his giant palm!
"Buzz!"
Jin Peng and other ten ancestors and immortals all followed the path of heaven, and together with Zhong Tian, they stopped towards Marquis Cheng.
"Zhongshan's life or death is unknown. You don't care about Zhongshan's death, but you block my way?" Cheng Hou said coldly.
"This is my father's instruction, Cheng Hou, don't force it!" Zhong Tian said coldly.
"I know that if Zhong Shan dies, as the eldest prince of Da'ao, you have enough inheritance rights? Even if you can't proclaim yourself emperor, you can still use your Daming Temple to control the country with education!" Marquis Cheng said coldly.
Of course, these were told to Jin Peng and others.
"Humph, it's useless. The Holy King will never be defeated. Cheng Hou, just give up on this idea!" Jin Peng shouted disdainfully.
The same is true for several other people. It's not that they won't be provoked, but that in their respective 'worlds', there are fate cards connecting Changjing in the underworld. Zhongshan in the underworld sent a message saying that everything is fine, so what are you worried about?
"Huh?" Cheng Hou stared at everyone angrily.
Although Cheng Hou is the number one saint, he cannot defeat another saint and ten ancestors in a short time without being injured. Therefore, looking at the crowd, Cheng Hou felt depressed for the first time. This group of people
Don’t you care about Zhong Shan’s life or death at all?
Below, three thousand heavenly paths were erected, the void trembled, and countless merits and fortunes gathered.
"Isn't that right?" Cheng Hou suddenly stopped the dispute.
"This is not the Three Thousand Heavenly Ways of the Great Thousand World, but a group of imitations?" Cheng Hou asked in surprise.
"Is this fake?" Jin Peng said in surprise.
"Fake!" Zhong Tian nodded solemnly.
Below, countless merits and fortunes condensed, covering Zhuangzi, Zhongshan and 'Zhuangzi'.
Although there is a lot of luck, it is only all the luck in the Xiaomeng territory. Naturally, it cannot compare with the luck of Da'ai, and it is still luck and merit without an owner.
"hold head high!"
A dragon roar rang out from the body of Zhong Shan who was standing still. Under the dragon roar, infinite luck poured into Zhong Shan's body like a whale, while infinite merit poured into Zhuangzi's body fiercely.
The two of them absorbed merit, luck, and were surrounded by thousands of golden lights, fighting fiercely at the spiritual level.
The 'Zhuangzi' transformed by Baji Tianwei on the side was motionless, because at this moment, Baji Tianwei could not do anything at all. In other words, when Zhong Shan entered the Nanhua realm, he could no longer sense the outside world and completely entered the spirit.
World. Baji Tianwei has also been disturbed by the Nanhua Realm.
Nanhua Realm and Hongluan Realm are in the midst of a fierce collision.
The pink energy is naturally Hong Luan Mist. The invincible Hong Luan Mist has also met its opponent at this moment. Zhuangzi's blue energy is also extremely fierce. Like the collision of water and fire, the spiritual world of the two people is shaking.
Luck infuses Zhongshan's body and strengthens the stability of Zhongshan's spiritual world. Merit infuses Zhuangzi's body and strengthens Zhuangzi's spiritual world.
"The tenth level? You are only over a thousand years old, how can you possibly have cultivated to the tenth level?" Zhuangzi shouted in disbelief.
The tenth level? Zhuangzi has paid a lot in order to practice the Nanhua Sutra, but his speed is nothing compared to Zhong Shan's. It took him more than a million years of practice to reach the tenth level, and Zhong Shan
You are only over a thousand years old. Is that how you should behave if you are over a thousand years old?
"So you are also the tenth level, the tenth level? After more than a thousand years of cultivation, I am still too slow to reach the tenth level." Zhong Shan said solemnly.
Zhuangzi: “…………!”
The Scripture has twelve levels in total. It took more than a thousand years to cultivate to the tenth level. Is it still too late?
"However, you are really slow in practicing!" Zhong Shan said disdainfully.
Zhuangzi: “………………!”
"I am faster than you for two reasons!" Zhong Shan said again.
"Huh?" Zhuangzi stared at Zhong Shan.
"First, my Hongluan Scripture is stronger than your Nanhua Scripture!" Zhong Shan said calmly.
"It's a joke, no scripture is better than any other. They are all nurtured by three thousand heavenly ways. They have different fields, but there is no first one. Even Hongjun's scripture of creation is the same!" Zhuangzi said coldly.
"Then there is only the second reason!" Zhong Shan said.
"oh?"
"Your talent is too poor!" Zhong Shan attacked.
Zhuangzi: "……………………!"
Talent? Difference in talent? This is the first time someone has said to Zhuangzi that Zhuangzi’s talent is so strong that even a group of saints may not be able to compare with it. Otherwise, why would heaven and earth place the holy throne in front of him? But the fact is
It’s right in front of me again, it’s hard to explain.
"The root bone? It must be the reason for your root bone. Could it be that...!" Zhuangzi suddenly pointed at Zhongshan and said in disbelief.
"What?"
"Like Pangu's root bones, they carry the root bones of heaven and earth, but people with this kind of root bones have been locked up in Zixiao Palace by Hongjun. You, how can you have this kind of root bones?" Zhuangzi shouted.
"The root that carries heaven and earth?" Zhong Shan said unexpectedly.
"No, you can't be that kind of root-bone. That kind of root-bone is extremely slow to practice, and even your practice is hindered by the root bone. You became an ancestor in more than a thousand years. How did you do it?" Zhuangzi couldn't figure it out either.
Cleared.
"Huh!" Zhong Shan sneered.
He spread out the lotus in his hand, and the surging mist of red luan swarmed out from the lotus pond, suppressing Zhuangzi.
And just as the fight between Zhongshan and Zhuangzi was in full swing, a faint aura came from Zhuangzi's hall again.
"call!"
A slightly embarrassed Mr. Corpse emerged from the Small Thousand World.
Looking at the big hole below, Mr. Corpse's face turned ugly.
The corpse of the saint also came out, but the verbal incantation did not stop for a moment, and he kept chanting it.
"It's almost time to die. A failure is a failure. Even if you become a zombie, you're still far from good!" Mr. Corpse sighed.
The saint's corpse was chanting incantations towards the entrance of the cave, but Mr. Corpse walked to the door. When he arrived at the door, he suddenly saw Zhong Shan, Zhuangzi, and 'Zhuangzi' motionless.
"Huh?" Mr. Shi shook his head slightly.
Quickly send the message to Changjing in the underworld.
Changjing, the shadow body is in the study of Zhongshan.
"Holy King, Mr. Corpse has come out. Now he is sending a message about what is happening in the outside world. Moreover, the entrance to the Small Thousand World can hardly be defended. The five 'saints' inside are too fierce!" Wang Jingwen said.
"Send all the news to Mr. Corpse!" Shadow Body Zhongshan said directly.
"yes!"
Soon, Mr. Corpse in the underworld understood everything.
Mr. Shi's eyes lit up, and he immediately flew forward, heading straight towards 'Zhuangzi'.
Looking at "Zhuangzi" who was unable to control Zhong Shan, Mr. Shi suddenly showed a strange smile, then looked at Zhuangzi aside and shook his head gently.
The copper bell in his hand shook his ears at the shadow body Zhongshan describing "Zhuangzi".
"Danglanglang!"
As soon as the bell rang, the crisp sound suddenly penetrated into Zhuangzi's ears.
"Buzz!"
'Zhuangzi' suddenly woke up.
"call!"
‘Zhuangzi’ suddenly changed into the form of Baji Tianwei.
"Eaaah!"
Baji Tianwei was about to open his mouth and swallow Zhuangzi.
"No! His is the Nanhua Scripture, and it opens up a spiritual world, but he must be extremely alert. As long as he is close to him, he will wake up!" Mr. Corpse whispered.
"Hey, oh!" Baji Tianwei felt unwilling for a while.
"Go and eat the Little Thousand Worlds. It has been transformed by Zhuangzi. There is... inside!" Mr. Shi said from the side.
But before he finished speaking, Baji Tianwei turned around and flew towards the main hall behind him. When it comes to eating, who can be more active than Baji Tianwei?
Mr. Corpse smiled bitterly.
"This Small Thousand World has overlapping space here, so the space here is extremely stable, at least three times that of the outside world. If you want to eat it, it will eat it together with the three thousand feet of earth, and eat it together with the space here. As for Xiao Qian
It’s a pity for the underworld part of the world.” Mr. Corpse shook his head and said.
"Hey!" Baji Tianwei started to move his mouth according to Mr. Shi's instructions.
"Aww~~~~!"
"Boom!"
Baji Tianwei can feel the terror of the energy of this small thousand world. After all, five saints, plus thousands of saint corpses, the energy is not strong? There is also the Nanhua rooftop that imitates the three thousand heavens.
"Aww~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
The Baji Tianwei became ten thousand feet in size, opened its mouth and swallowed up the earth and space together.
Mr. Corpse had already put away the saint's body and looked at this scene with great satisfaction.
Eat, eat, eat!
Far in the sky, Marquis Cheng could clearly see what was happening. Baji Tianwei? Isn't it exactly the same beast?
"Has Baji Tianwei been promoted?" Cheng Hou looked at Zhong Tian in surprise.
"Not bad!" Zhong Tian didn't hide it.
Cheng Hou looked down with an ugly expression, and suddenly saw Baji Tianwei opening his mouth wide, trying to eat all of Zhuangzi's dojo.
Suddenly, Cheng Hou's mood became extremely impatient. Zhuangzi's secret, that foodie, is going to eat it again?
Before I had time to see what the shocking secret was, if it was eaten by that foodie, there would be nothing left.
Cheng Hou was very anxious, but Zhong Tian didn't give him a chance to go down.
Should we just let that foodie eat it? No, even if he can’t get it, he can’t let Zhong Shan get it.
"Zhuangzi, wake up!" Cheng Hou suddenly shouted.
"Shut up!" Zhong Tian said anxiously.
Cheng Hou mobilized the power of heaven and earth to roar out, and there was no way he could stop it. Cheng Hou's voice was heard from all directions in the Xiaomeng territory.
"Zhuangzi, wake up~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
The Xiaomeng territory was filled with the voice of Marquis Cheng. However, when the sound wave reached Zhuangzi's dojo a hundred thousand miles away, a big cover suddenly appeared, and the big cover covered the entire Zhuangzi dojo.
The sound waves hit the cover, and countless butterflies flew, blocking all the sound waves from the outside world.
"Huh?" Cheng Hou said extremely strangely.
"What? Prince, is that the shield set up by Zhuangzi?" Jin Peng also said with a strange expression.
"Did Zhuangzi secretly arrange it before the fight with his father?" Zhong Tianye said with a strange expression.
"Hahaha, that's what Zhuangzi asked for. He set up a shield to block external interference, but blocked Marquis Cheng's notification, hahaha...!" Jin Peng and others suddenly felt relieved.