Vol 2 Chapter 2213: Zhenfeng National Transport

Chu Mo heard that his face suddenly became gloomy, and his eyes were full of murderous intent. He was sent by Zhang Bairen to Dunhuang to monitor the foreign race for decades. He devoted himself to cultivation. Where can he have time to pay attention to the outside world?
"Why are you betraying me?" Zhang Bairen looked at Chu Mo, "I treat you not badly!"
"Not thin? Haha, countless men, women, and children in my tribe were killed by Yang Xiyue and the Great Sui court, right?" Chu Mo stared at Zhang Bairen with a pair of eyes.
"Yes!" Zhang Bairen nodded: "This is no wonder the court, you waited until you didn't know the heights of the sky, and dared to encroach on the Dragon Gate Inn. You just punished your Nine Clan and didn't kill you and completely cut off your tribal blood. You don’t want to be satisfied as a wolf-hearted person. Today I will send you on the road!"
Now that you know Chu Mo's reason for betraying him, there is no need for the other party to exist!
I thought in my heart, the Five Gods Yugui Dafa was launched, I saw the light of the knife in Chu Mo's hand, and in an instant a head of Dou master rose into the sky, splashing hot blood to render the yellow sand.
His sword cut to his neck!
Dead, it's so simple to die.
"If you are interested, you may spare your life, but it's a pity..." Zhang Bairen sneered, turned his head to look at the three kings, and his eyes fell on the East Turkic Khan: "Your Excellency looks familiar, I don’t know what the bone Duolu killed by me is related to you?"
"Dog thief, Gu Dulu is my eldest brother!" The East Turkic Khan said with a grim expression: "I am the New Turkic Khan slurping silently."
"Oh? I'm just curious to ask, nothing more! You don't have to introduce yourself, it doesn't matter who you are, the ending is the same!" Zhang Bairen.
With a light flick of the finger, the sword clanked, and the void rippled with layers of ripples. The deadly desert suddenly became more deadly than deadly, and the billions of yellow sand seemed to be completely dead.
It's hard to imagine that such ruthless beings like Huang Sha will die.
In an instant, the whole world was silent, as if waiting for a deadly judgment.
This is the power of ‘Tribulation’, the sword of Zhu Xian has never been released, but with a strand of ‘Tribulation’ power, it has gone beyond the law and surpassed all things in the world.
A very ordinary handful of 100-refined steel, the three emperors watched Zhang Bairen pull out the sword from the scabbard inch by inch, piercing the chests of the three of them one meter by one meter in time and space.
Thinking freezes, time stands still.
"Kang Dang~"
The sword returned to its sheath, the stagnant time and space was broken, the air returned to flow, and only a scream was heard.
The blood splashed and rendered the yellow sand, making the lonely desert add a few different scenery.
The bodies of the three emperors were trembling, looking at the expressionless man in purple clothes, his eyes were full of shock, and he could not stop the opponent's sword.
"Xiaoxiao Falling Leaves Invisible Sword, persuade Jun Nihai and turn around!" Zhang Bairen recited a poem: "You wait and go."
Stroking the wound on his chest, the sword energy that constantly swallows his own vitality, the Lord Tianzhu looked ugly:
"Good sword!"
"Not a good sword" Zhang Bairen raised the sword in his hand: "Because the people who produce the sword are different."
Mo Duo Khan's body was trembling constantly, and his palm was firmly covering his wound. If he knew Zhang Bairen was so terrifying, he would never come here to take a trip to the muddy water.
Previously, it was precisely because Zhang Bairen was in precarious condition and was in a stalemate with the Lord of Tianzhu and the Lord of Tubo, that he put aside his concerns and made a bold move.
"You deliberately hide yourself, drink me and wait for the bait!" Cold sweat dripped down Mo Duo's forehead.
Without answering the words of the silent Khan, Zhang Bairen stuffed the sword into his sleeves, slowly sorted out his clothes, and then turned and left.
What do you have to say to those who are waiting to die?
"Stop!" Lord Tianzhu roared.
"Oh?" Zhang Bairen paused and turned to look at the Lord Tianzhu.
"Every time you make a move, you will inevitably disturb Xianji, delay the arrival of Jingrui, I don't know how many times you dare to use your previous sword! I scared away Xianji, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to explain to everyone!" She smiled coldly and took a deep breath: "Everyone should not be fooled by him. This kid was preconceived before, and we have no time to mobilize the dragon's energy to compete with him. The real fight, the winner is not yet known!"
When these words fell, the eyes of the three emperors all lit up, let alone the whole body dragon spirit skyrocketed.
"Oh?" Zhang Bairen looked at the rising dragon energy of the three of them, and slowly stretched out a finger: "First of all, I want to correct a mistake you waited for. Now that Jingrui Xianji has arrived, it is like a fish has appeared. In the fishing nets, although they will scurry around when they are frightened, they can’t escape. Otherwise, do you think that in the battles of Middle-earth, everyone will continuously adjust the rules? Jing Rui Xianji will not escape. Every time you start, there is a period of two or three years. , It is enough to appease him."
Zhang Bairen smiled indifferently. This kind of thing can only be known if it touches the power of immortality. Of course, the old antiques of Taoism will not show up everywhere, lest everyone is unscrupulous.
"Second, even if you wait to mobilize the emperor's dragon qi, it is definitely not my opponent!" Zhang Bairen slowly stretched out a finger: "Recognize the reality, don't struggle!"
"Woo~"
The three dragons of the emperor rose up from the desert, causing the divine light to flow between the heavens and the earth, and the virtual air machine changed. Countless powerful people looked up, revealing a little solemn color.
The corners of Zhang Bairen’s mouth curled up, looking at the three kingdom masters who had come to kill him with the force of fate. The next moment the energy of his back changed, but he saw the power of the three clears in the misty state, and his palm stretched out from the sky to the earth. The power of the Sanqing was born at the beginning of the creation of the heavens and the earth, making the world and all things, the void between the fingers of the fingers is constantly shattering, only a whine is heard, the three dragons are instantly broken, the muscles and bones of the three kingdoms are broken, and they fall into the yellow sand Still hanging with its own breath.
"Why bother?" The incarnation of Sanqing behind Zhang Bairen turned into the three talents of heaven, earth and man. In the middle of the three people, there seemed to be a huge mountain that was constantly undulating.
"Not Zhouyin, town!"
The law of the void is constantly stagnating, and the incarnation of the three cleansers in the void displays their methods to outline the projection of the imperfect mountain to suppress the world and all things. In an instant, the void is stagnant in a radius of hundreds of miles, and all methods are forbidden.
"town!"
I saw three large mountain-shaped runes flying out and falling into the three dragon auras, and only heard the wailing of the dragon aura, Tubo, Tianzhu, Eastern Turk, and hundreds of people suddenly felt black in front of them, and chest tightness. , Seems to be burdened by a mountain.
"From then on, in Yongzhen the Three Kingdoms Dragon Vessel, the monks of the Three Kingdoms will not be allowed to advance in the future! Do not half-divide the way and magical powers!" Zhang Bairen said indifferently: "If you want to resolve this disaster, you should seek help from the Eight Immortals."
There was a voice in Mingming, resounding in the hearts of countless people. For a time no hundreds of people fell to the ground, looking pale in the direction of Mingming.
"Asshole!"
The three kingdom masters were about to split their eyes, and the hundreds of people in the three countries also changed their colors at this time, and their eyes were full of anger.
The monk wanted to meditate, and the next moment he felt that Mount Tai was overwhelming, shattering his own spirit and spirit, forcing himself to wake up from forgetting the realm, and he couldn't practice at all.
The martial artist wanted to refine his qi and blood, but his own qi and blood seemed to weigh a thousand catties, like a Taishan mountain, dare to carry it, waiting for himself to be turned into powder, and his pores burst open.
Countless monks fell into despair for a while!
"Thanks to you waiting for your help and taking the initiative to gather the dragon veins, it gave me a chance to suppress it. If I go to you and wait for the lair myself, I will have to spend some tricks!" Zhang Bairen smiled.
He posed a difficult problem for the people of the Three Kingdoms. If the Eight Immortals were not welcome to enter the country, then within a hundred years, the monks of the Three Kingdoms would inevitably die, thus breaking the lineage. If you welcome the Eight Immortals into the city, the Eight Immortals will inevitably become more aura of Tianzhu, thereby invading the faith.
"Wait for you to go back and clean up the mess!" Zhang Bairen's figure disappeared in the long yellow sand, leaving the three kingdoms limp in the desert. His eyes looked in the direction of Zhang Bairen's departure, and his eyes were suddenly cracked. Boundless anger.
"Ugh!"
With a sigh, the fifth ancestor and the young King Kong monk appeared in the scene, looking at the three kingdoms with complex expressions, did not say much, just picked up the three on their backs and disappeared in the long yellow sand~EbookFREE.me~ can say what?
The incarnation of Sanqing has such power, but it is absolutely beyond everyone's expectations.
The world is silent at this time
In any case, the leader of the Three Kingdoms, who can be regarded as the top master, was defeated by Zhang Bairen's fingers, and even the Three Kingdoms was suppressed by him. The consequences were simply terrifying.
"Impossible, the incarnation of Sanqing couldn't have such power, even if Lao Tan personally shot it, he would never have such power!" Yin Gui grabbed his head, standing on the top of the building with a puzzle: "It doesn't make sense. what!"
It really doesn't make sense!
"The incarnation of Sanqing looks a little weird..." Prime Minister Turtle looked at Zulong and Zhulong: "What can the two of you see?"
"I saw reincarnation in Taiqing!" Zu Long stroked the dragon horn.
"Shangqing incarnation is causation!" Zhulong took a sip of wine.
"Yin and Yang in Yuqing's incarnation!" Prime Minister Turtle stroked the wine glass: "In harmony with Tao? At that moment I almost thought I saw an immortal make a move!"
"Even if it's not an immortal, it doesn't have the power of an immortal, but it's not far away. This fellow is really about to become an immortal! We must disrupt the situation and delay the arrival of the fairy! At least after killing Zhang Bairen! He is The son of luck, this era belongs to him. If he is alive, the fairy will not fall on us!" Zu Long put down his palm: "Besides, this time about the Eight Immortals, Zhang Bairen is going to the four seas and one hundred thousand mountains. Yes, this person is very ambitious, and he can't escape this disaster no matter what."
"Hehe, if we kill the Eight Immortals in the bud and break his calculations, Zhang Bairen will inevitably suffer a backlash and lose the position of the son of luck. Then it will be our chance!" The old turtle stroked the turtle shell. There was a recollection in his eyes: "No life, have you ever done one after all?"
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