People are conferring gods: I have risen from the beginning, I am the White Emperor!

"My little friend, you are destined to be a poor person!"

After the words fell,

Bai Zhao knew who was coming,

Western Sect, Zhunti.

Combined with the vision in front of him, he was afraid that he had fallen into Zhunti's palm.

Without showing any signs of expression on his face, Bai Zhao still bowed politely and said:

"The little god has seen the saint"

"I wonder why the saint is looking for the little god?"

As he spoke, he silently recited the name of Empress Houtu in his heart, but he never got a response.

In front of him, a thin Taoist appeared.

He was wearing a navy blue Taoist robe, with six pure bamboos hanging on his arms, exuding green colored glaze. Guang has a kind face and seems to be amiable.

If he didn't know his character in his heart, he would probably think that he is a good person.

Zhunti's eyes moved slightly and he also noticed the white move.

However, he had been coveting the white move for a long time.

Now that he made the move, He was fully prepared.

The space in this area has been shrouded in the Avenue of Cause and Effect.

Unless a saint happened to pay attention to the white move, it would be impossible to detect any abnormality.

He said:

"I see that my little friend has no teacher, so I came here to ferry you to Xumi in the west.

There are eight hundred great avenues and three thousand dharma in Mount Xumi, all of which can be understood by the little friend."

"If a little friend comes to my west, 16 I will treat him as my direct disciple."

Zhunti promised, and

Bai Zhao immediately understood the saint's purpose.

He valued his talent and potential, as well as his status and power in heaven and earth, and wanted to pick peaches.

As long as he is transferred to the west, As a disciple of the Western religion, all the things he is doing now will naturally turn into food for the rise of the West.

This is not completely impossible.

The cause and effect between him and Houtu Nuwa is only temporary.

This little affection will eventually be used up.

If you really enter the west, there will be two saints covering your head at all times.

After thinking about the pros and cons,

Bai Zhao responded:

"The little god still has a good corpse that has not been killed. In the future, the good corpse can enter the Western Sumeru."

"Just one good corpse? Zhunti thought for a while, if he can't kill a good corpse with his useless moves in the future, wouldn't it mean that he will never enter Sumeru?

This is not possible.

He smiled kindly and said:

"My little friends, why not listen to my Eight Hundred Great Ways of the West and Three Thousand Dharmas before making a decision?"

"Don’t worry, I won’t delay my friend for too long. It will take at least a thousand years to finish."

Thousands of years?

Thousands of years have passed, and the Great Tribulation of Conferring Gods has probably ended long ago.

Sanxiao Zhao Gongming and others have probably transformed into true spirits and become gods.

How can he have so much time?

"Can a saint wait until the canonization of gods is over?"

Zhunti was speechless, and hundreds of millions of happy clouds appeared above his head. Among them, there were bursts of Sanskrit sounds, and he was already preparing to forcefully preach.

His voice enveloped the world,

"My little friend has a predestined relationship with me in the West. After listening to the sermon for thousands of years, I will definitely change my mind."

Zhunti knew that he had a backer and did not dare to abduct him by force.

But if he only preached for a thousand years, it would not be a big problem.

He probably wanted to become a god, so he forced him to do so.

Bai Zhao secretly sighed, and felt that Zhunti Scoundrel, how can any saint force others to preach?

When I was helpless,

I suddenly heard a cold snort reverberating in this space, shaking the vision of Zhunti Qingyun into a glow that filled the sky.

"Are you destined?"

"snort!"

"Pindao Jian said that he was destined to Yunxiao!"

As soon as the sword arrived, a wisp of cyan sword light broke through the space, hovering in front of Bai Zhao, carrying the endless pressure of the saint, covering hundreds of millions of miles of heaven and earth.

In an instant, the avenue of swords in this area became extremely active, and when Bai Zhao sensed it Within, the white clouds are swords, the breeze is swords, and all kinds of Taoism are swords.

The rules he masters also become the sword in Tongtian's hand!

"Babel!"

When Zhunti saw Qingping Jian, he was shocked.

Jieyin and he used the avenue of cause and effect to cover it up, and even Hou Tu didn't find it.

How did Tongtian find it?

Could it be that he had been paying attention to Bai Zhao?

What saint would be so idle?

Before he could figure it out in his mind, the sword intent of heaven and earth was churning

, and in front of Bai Zhao, the green divine sword moved slightly. In an instant, sharp sword light flew out from everywhere visible and invisible to Bai Zhao's Dharma Eye,

Gathered into an invisible divine sword, he wanted to cut Zhunti's neck. Zhunti reacted instantly and turned into a six-foot-long golden body with glazed body. The strength of his physical body was condensed to the extreme.

"clang!"

Baizhao saw that a slight crack appeared on Zhunti's neck, and the green sword light brought out a ray of golden-red holy blood.

When he saw it clearly again,

Zhunti had disappeared. (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

At the same time, a holy voice echoed in his ears,

"Just a good corpse, little friend, remember what I said today"

…………

"Running pretty fast."

From the Qingping sword hovering in front of me, a hearty laugh came from the sky,

"Boy, come with me!"

When Bai Zhao saw the duel between saints, he felt that this was a rare opportunity, so he wanted to gain some insights. Then his eyes went dark, and the world changed.

When he opened his eyes again, he had already arrived in a palace.

In front of the palace, the floor was paved with innate jasper and pure colored glaze. Making tiles, a cloud platform of ten thousand acres hangs at the top, shrouded in auspicious purple energy from afar, a young Taoist sits cross-legged on top of the cloud platform, []

Baizhao only glances at it, in Jizhou, the kind of person who understands the source of the law and regulates the road The feeling came to mind again, almost like the Tao...

No, the young Taoist in front of him was the Tao.

Without much hesitation, Bai Zhao immediately bowed his hands and said respectfully:

"The little god is using his tricks in vain, I have seen the Tongtian Saint"

"More saints come to the rescue."

If there was no Saint Tongtian, I'm afraid he would really have to listen to Zhunti's sermons for thousands of years.

Although Bai Zhao does not reject the West in his heart, and even thinks it would be good to have two more saints, masters and uncles, he is afraid that the Western church will use tricks to brainwash him. It became, no longer him.

Tongtian smiled and nodded,

Bai Zhao looked at it, a little strange, how could the feeling that Saint Tongtian gave him now, like the eyes of his father-in-law looking at his son-in-law?

Before he thought about it, there was a familiar aura around him 303 He breathed close and looked sideways.

Zhao Gongming, dressed in black and with a Chinese character face, was standing next to him.

He stretched out his hand to invite Bai Zhao's shoulder and said proudly:

"Little brother, it’s thanks to me this time. If I hadn’t mentioned you to Master, you would have been abducted by Zhunti."

Only then did Bai Zhao know why Hou Tudu didn't arrive in time.

Instead, Saint Tongtian, who had no relationship with him, was the first to take action.

He thanked Zhao Gongming again, who smiled and waved his hand.

Looking at Zhao Gongming, Bai Zhao Zhao Gongming was still a little confused.

What was Zhao Gongming discussing with the saint? Why did he suddenly mention himself?

Sensing Bai Zhao's confused eyes, perhaps guessing what Bai Zhao was thinking,

Zhao Gongming smiled and looked up at the dome of Biyou Palace. There was no intention to explain at all.

Instead, from the cloud platform above, Saint Tongtian said jokingly:

"Gongming told me that you had a tryst with Yunxiao,"

"You gave Yunxiao a flower, and Yunxiao blushed like the sunset……"

White move:"？？？"

All kinds of ridiculous things that Zhao Gongming said, coming from the saint's mouth at this time, gave Bai Zhao an extremely unreal feeling.

He looked at Zhao Gongming beside him, who looked honest and honest, with a complicated expression, and finally knew why. Last time, Yunxiao would rush out after feeling the aura of Zhao Gongming and others.

It turned out that the big-mouthed assassin had been hiding next to him.

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