Chapter 859: I'm considering whether he is still destined

"The supernatural power of poor Tao, under the saint...invincible!"
As soon as Duke finished speaking, the interpretation of the immortals has changed dramatically. If Duke said this at the beginning, they would only sneer, but after Duke showed their ability to sling them, they all subconsciously chose to believe it.
For a time, the evangelists unfolded the clouds above their heads, and the golden light fell to protect the whole body, each holding the magic weapon in their hands, and waiting for them one by one. It's a pity that watching their feet slowly move back, you know they didn't have the guts to take it, just waited for Duke to make a move and then turned and ran.
Duke shook his head secretly, Yuanshi Tianzun's disciple was really inferior to the Master of Tongtian. The cultivation base is incomparable, even this heart is incomparable, and it is even more awkward between the same family.
"You fellow daoists, please!"
Duke raised his hand and waved, five sighs of light shone straight out, and the evangelists really turned around and ran away, but they were not Lu Ya, and they did not have the Golden Crow Huahong's escape technique. Before he took two steps, he was enveloped by the five-sè divine light, and before a while, there was no trace.
Before the gate was silent, Duke took the eleven golden immortals with one move, including the real Huanglong hung on the flagpole, and the twelve golden immortals were destroyed.
Speaking of the flagpole, after Yang Jian was hung up, he still did not give up. Seeing the uncles and uncles come to call for battle, the secret road is the best time to run. Then as soon as he got out of the flagpole, the eleven golden immortals over there rushed into the street. Yang Jian had no expression on his face, turned back to the flagpole, and hung himself back.
On the side of Xiqi, all the eleven golden immortals disappeared without seeing them for a long time. Jiang Ziya's heart suddenly burst. Seeing the gathering of the Yin and Shang army, with a vague intention of decisive battle, he hurriedly ordered Mingjin to retreat.
In fact, without Jiang Ziya's order, the Xiqi army had already retreated spontaneously. There were no chasing soldiers behind them, and Wen Zhong would have to wait for a while to line up troops, but they had been scared, and there was no military appearance of retreating slowly.
The reason for this is that when the twelve golden immortals came before, Jiang Ziya blew them too hard, what the district heard that Zhong Zhong could break through the backhand, the Yinshang Building would not be afraid, and so on.
Now it's alright. The twelve golden immortals who are so beeping are all kneeling, and their morale must fall again and again. In addition to Jiang Ziya, Xiqi's army could not find a suitable leader and general, and no one helped him to command it. It was reasonable for a group of soldiers to throw away their helmets and armor.
Wen Zhong felt regretful when he saw this. He had already assembled his army and confronted Jiang Ziya when he had known this. Now it is too late to rise again. He sent a team of cavalry to catch as many as they could kill, and it would be good to hit Xiqi's morale.
"Fellow Daoist has kept me from being so hard. I knew that my friend had supernatural powers. I...I..." Wen Zhong bowed his hands and felt extremely complicated. He knew that Duke was so powerful, how could it be used for ten days. It's all right now, except for the Golden Light, everyone else is dead.
Duke said helplessly: "It's not that it's a poor way, but you don't believe it, Taishi. When the Twelve Golden Immortals first arrived in Xiqi, Taishi would not let me go out, otherwise it would be over."
Wen Zhong: "..."
So, I killed them?
No, this can't be done, it's all done by the thieves of the interpretation and teaching, and it has nothing to do with my Wen Taishi... Yes, that's it. By the way, there is fellow Daoist Shen Gongbao. He informed ten fellow daoists that they have nothing to do with me from beginning to end. I am innocent! !
Wen Zhong's face flashed one by one, and finally he said, "Father Du, what magical powers your five magical lights are, have you already killed the eleven golden immortals?"
Duke shook his head. If he were to kill him, then He Yuanshi Tianzun would be immortal, and he had also been a disciple in his memory and could not do such a frenzied thing.
With a wave of Duke's hand, eleven figures fell. Wen Zhong fixed his eyes on the eleven golden immortals. They were blocked by the six senses and closed the Niwan. At the moment, they were dizzy and all their supernatural powers were useless.
"Excuse me, Taishi, find eleven flagpoles, the higher ones, and hang them all up." Duke said that he would return to the camp, explain and teach collectively on the street, and then it’s time for Yuanshi Tianzun to come. Adjust to the best so that you can try the depth of this world saint.
Unsanctified will end up as ants! I just don't know how much storm he, this ant, can set off in front of the saints in the world of conferred gods!
Wen Zhong nodded, and ordered someone to hang up the Golden Immortal. Suddenly there was a flash of light in his eyes: "Come here, send the Taoist Ci Hang to the camp of Duke Taoist Fellows."
Duke was walking in front, he almost didn't fall down when he heard this, turned around with a weird look, and looked up and down at Taishi Wen, as if he knew him for the first time.
It is said that Taishi Wen is upright, what can be learned from the world? Where did your awe-inspiring righteousness go, why is it so wretched between your eyebrows? Even the thoughts are inconsistent with the poor way... ahem, you nasty villain, how come you have such a passionate thoughts?
Wen Zhong stroked his beard with his hand, as I knew it: "Cihangdao people can even give the three-light divine water from her teacher to fellow daoists. Between you two...hehehe, fellow daoists don't want others to know. There must be difficulties, don't worry, Wen Zhong will definitely not spread it."
Duke: "..."
"Come on, send Cihangdao people over, don't neglect her!"
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Kunlun Mountain Yuxu Palace!
A middle-aged Taoist sits cross-legged on the futon. The Taoist is dressed in white clothes with a jade ruyi tied around his waist. When the eyes opened, a little chaos flashed across, and he stood up with a cold snort, not tall, but with boundless majesty.
Yuanshi Tianzun!
"Where is Antarctica?"
A cold voice full of majesty spread throughout Kunlun Mountains, but after three breaths of effort, the Antarctic Immortal Weng bowed.
"The disciple sees the teacher, teacher Sheng'an!" The Antarctic Xian Weng's appearance does not need to be described. The Antarctic Emperor Changsheng is him. He looks like a group of friendly old birthday stars, but he is actually a ruthless horn. Yuan Shi Tianzun trusts him most.
There are not only twelve golden immortals in the interpretation, and Yuanshi Tianzun is not just such a few disciples. In addition to Yun Zhongzi, who is also known as the "Two Immortals of Fude" with the Antarctic Immortal Weng, there are Jiang Ziya, Shen Gongbao, Xiao Zhen, Deng Hua, etc. people.
It doesn't matter if Xiao Zhen and Deng Hua have not heard of these two names. Their skills are not as good as some third-generation disciples. The previous ones were sent to the Ten Jue Formation, and now their souls are temporarily staying at the Conferred God Platform.
The Twelve Golden Immortals are well-known, but the Antarctic Immortal Weng and Yunzhongzi rarely move around, so the destruction of the Twelve Golden Immortals basically means that the second generation of the Twelve Golden Immortals has no one.
"Go to Xiqi and tell Jiang Shang, I will be there!" Yuanshi Tianzun's voice fell, and he waved his sleeves towards the Antarctic Immortal Weng, the next moment, Antarctic Immortal Weng disappeared into the hall.
Antarctic Immortal Weng has been around Yuanshi Tianzun for the longest time. Although he can hear his tone indifferent, he has a faint anger, secretly knowing who is bold, and Yihua came to Xiqi City in front of him.
The Antarctic Immortal Weng didn't dare to be careless, and hurried to find Jiang Ziya. The saint came to the world, so naturally he must pay attention to some pomp, especially Yuanshi Tianzun, the card must be sufficient.
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Jin'ao Island Biyou Palace!
A young Taoist was sitting cross-legged, with a simple green sword lying flat on his knees, wearing a black Taoist robe, with a vague feeling of being one with the world.
Master Tongtian!
Tongtian Sect Master Jian’s eyebrows moved slightly, and if he felt something, he glanced at the direction of Kunlun Mountain, raised his hand and knocked on the Qingping sword, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Interesting, really funny!"
"Can Dubao be here?"
The Taoist in a green robe opened the door and bowed down: "Duobao is here, dare to ask the teacher what instructions?"
"Go to ring the golden bell and call your younger brothers and sisters to come, there is a good show today, I can't help but watch it."
"The disciple takes the lead!"
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Eight Palaces of Shouyang Mountain!
The old man in a gray robe closed his eyes to refine alchemy, the old man with drooping eyebrows, without a long object, looked extremely miserable.
However, underneath his sits a wind-fire futon, holds a banana fan in his hand, and uses a gossip alchemy furnace. On the blackened wall, there are thirty or fifty congenital spiritual treasures that can be called famous. Off-ground firework flags, purple gold and red gourds, mutton jade golden vases, and seven-star swords. In the corners of the walls are randomly placed a pole with golden ropes.
There is nothing in the gourd, there are thousands of nine-turn gold pills, and the number is extremely rare.
Oh, there is a Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda behind him, and a Tai Chi picture is pressed underneath the tower.
Laozi, the head of Sanqing!
The wandering Laozi opened his eyes~EbookFREE.me~ and...closed again.
Master Xuandu: "..."
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Beyond the chaos for thirty-three days, Wa Palace!
Lu Ya bowed and bowed, "I don't know what's the matter with my mother looking for a trail."
Behind the curtain, a woman's figure is dim, unable to see the true face, only a deserted female voice resounding from the main hall: "The demon has accepted the second generation disciple of the interpretation and teaching, and it has aroused the unhappiness of the primitive, you can read it yourself."
Demon saint female snail!
When the voice fell, a scroll of mountains and rivers and shrines in the hall unfolded, and the light bloomed, showing the city of Xiqi.
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Western Lingshan Merit Pool!
The two real Taoists sat silently, and the disciple beside him was also yellow and thin. There was only one cheerful little fat man whose face was greasy. Ran Deng sat in the corner, looking at the stumbling hall, with no sadness or joy on his face.
These two very poor Taoists are the two sages of Western religion, Zhunti and Jiuying.
Sui Yin and Zhun Ti looked at the poor Eight Treasure Merit Pond, the water was clear and there was nothing, one face was suffering, the other... still suffering.
"Junior, why are you happy, and why are you worried?"
"Brother! I count, that black-backed eagle falcon is related to my Western religion. I dreamt that he is related to the prosperity of Western religion, but for the Buddha of the past, so I am overjoyed."
"It's a great joy, why do you look sad again?"
"He offended Primordial, I am considering whether he is still destined!"
"Junior Brother Zhuji every word, I can't make it, so I don't want to see it first."
"good!"