Fantasy: I Traveled Through Time And Became The Butler Of A Domineering Genius

This kind of power is not enough to suppress Ziyun!

In the sky, the purple light behind Ziyun is rotating in turns, and the purple energy is spreading beneath the feet, and the aura it exudes is even more shocking to the world!

This level of power made the Holy Dragon Emperor's face solemn. Even in his time, Ziyun was regarded as the best among the Daluo Golden Immortals!

I didn’t expect that Zhang Jingyu would call such a person!

“I didn’t expect to be here again so soon!”

"Holy Lord, have you been here before?" Zhang Jingyu then remembered that Ziyun had found a dragon pill for Lu Wusheng from the northern purgatory not long ago.

"It's not far from here. I'll record your love for you for Lu Wusheng!"

The inheritance of the Holy Dragon Emperor is far from comparable to the one he found. The other party's strength is at its peak, and it is a real master state!

If done properly, Lu Wusheng's potential in body refining may be restored to its previous level!

Zhang Jingyu spread her hands and shook her head.

"It has absorbed the power of inheritance. If I had known this, I would have come to you earlier."

After he knew that this place was the inheritance of the Holy Dragon Emperor, he had already decided to give it to Lu Wusheng. After all, he wanted to purely cultivate immortality and body and did not want to leave.

But unfortunately, what I didn’t expect was that the other party had a grudge against me!

Ziyun smiled and shook his head.

"That spiritual power is useless to Wu Sheng. What is really useful is his dragon bone!"

The Holy Dragon Emperor in the distance narrowed his eyes slightly, and the dragon body that reached the sky and the earth shook.

"If you want to get this emperor's dragon bone, just dream. Even if I destroy this emperor, I won't give it to you!"

The tiger falls in Pingyang and is bullied by the dog.

In ancient times, people with Ziyun's strength would kneel down and speak when they saw him.

"Destroy? You can't do it!"

Ziyun whispered, and then quickly formed seals with his hands. The spiritual power in the sky became viscous and turned into a spiritual sea, flowing down in a mighty way. The purple light wheel soared behind him, instantly covering the head of the Holy Dragon Emperor.

Above the purple wheel, the overflowing spiritual power caused the surrounding area to collapse and shatter.

Zhang Jingyu watched this scene intently. This was the existence of Daluo Jinxian. It was rare to see, rare to see!

"The purple wheel shakes the world!"

"Roar~"

The Holy Dragon Emperor felt the spiritual power and suppression coming from above his head. He raised his head and roared angrily, but his body could no longer move. His manic roar was breathtaking.

Ziyun stared at the huge body of the Holy Dragon Emperor and said calmly: "Holy Dragon Emperor, if you were in your prime, I might not be able to withstand your blow, but now ashes will return to dust, and dust will return to dust.

You are just a remnant soul after all. If you dissipate on your own, so as not to lose your reputation, I, Luotian Holy Land, will definitely remember your favor! "

Unfortunately, the Holy Dragon Emperor did not respond. Instead, his body kept hitting the purple wheel above his head.

"Alas! If you don't cherish it yourself, then don't blame me!"

Ziyun said, turning his hands, and suddenly spiritual circles fell from the purple wheel in the sky. The Holy Dragon Emperor inside struggled crazily but to no avail!

There's no way to get out!

boom!

boom!

boom!

Three purple haloes fell in succession, and the body of the Holy Dragon Emperor gradually became illusory!

Finally, it disappeared when the fourth circle of light fell!

I would rather die than bow down!

The courage is commendable, but the brain is not good!

Obviously Ziyun can give him face and dignity, but the other party still insists on his own way...

How to put it, I can only say that Long is too aloof, especially for an existence that once stood on the top of the world!

"Tsk, tsk, tsk! It's really amazing!" Ziyun exclaimed. His purple wheel could only emit nine circles of light, but the Holy Dragon Emperor was able to carry four of them with his remnant soul!

This power is simply amazing!

Then, Ziyun reached out, and a silver light from the depths of the ruins was hidden in his sleeve.

"Let's go."

Ziyun's face bloomed.

This dragon bone is a rare treasure. There are only a few in the entire continent.

"You kid is really lucky. Wu Sheng is his greatest luck to be able to get to know you." Ziyun looked at Zhang Jingyu with admiration beyond words.

During this period, Zhang Jingyu gave him one surprise after another, and it was overwhelming!

"Holy Lord, one person gets up first, and then leads a group of people to get up. Only in this way can our Holy Land flourish."

"well said!"

The two were talking and laughing as they were preparing to leave.

The Buddha's light covered the sky from the sky, and along with it, the world was blocked, and a huge crowd appeared!

Zhang Jingyu looked at the shiny head and took a breath, it was so shiny!

"Zhenzhen Ziyun is coming, and the poor monk is welcome from afar!"

The Buddha's light reflected the sky and the earth, and golden lotus flowers emerged one by one. Suddenly, the atmosphere of peace filled the sky and the earth, and a figure walked in the air, barefoot, with a smile on his face.

After he appeared, Buddhist rhymes invaded unnaturally.

Ziyun snorted and the overwhelming purple energy suppressed the golden light.

"No chance, this is not your territory. You don't need to greet me whether I come or not!"

Zhang Jingyu stared at that figure.

Wu Yuan, the abbot of Tianmo Temple, one of the eight golden immortals of Western Buddhism!

"Amitabha! The real person is still quick to talk and very refreshing!" Wu Yuan clasped his hands together and looked at Zhang Jingyu with a smile.

"I'm afraid this is Zhang Jingyu who has been in the limelight recently, right? He is indeed an outstanding talent and a talented person!"

Ziyun waved his hand impatiently.

"What are you doing here? If you have something to say, say it quickly, and if you have something to say, let it go!"

He hates dealing with people from Western Buddhist countries.

It's so long-winded that one sentence can take a long time.

"Master, our temple sent three leaders to look for the inheritance of the Holy Dragon Emperor, but all the auras disappeared not long ago..."

After listening to his words, Ziyun looked at Zhang Jingyu doubtfully.

"Have you seen their people?"

Zhang Jingyu nodded and told what happened from beginning to end. Anyway, it had little to do with herself.

After saying that, Wu Yuan's expression had turned solid!

It can be seen from Ziyun's face that he really doesn't know, and Zhang Jingyu, a person who has just reached the realm of Xuanxian, can't kill three people!

At the same time, Ziyun's appearance here also explains the problem.

Damn the Holy Dragon Emperor!

"Okay, I've made things clear to you. I've avenged my revenge for you. You're welcome!" Ziyun said lightly and prepared to leave with Zhang Jingyu.

"etc……"

Ziyun immediately turned around with a displeased look on his face.

"Unfortunate bald donkey, are you done with it? Can you let it go all at once?"

Wu Yuan stared at Ziyun and said: "Master, the Holy Dragon Emperor is extremely vicious, and the dragon bones are also vicious and difficult to disperse. The poor monk feels that it is better to put this object in my Tianmo Temple to drive away the viciousness..."

That's what he said was righteous and awe-inspiring.

Zhang Jingyu also applauded in admiration.

This shameless thing needs to be done by a professional.

But he didn't want to hear what he said, so he said calmly.

"Master Wu Yuan is truly compassionate and compassionate!"

"Amitabha! As a Buddhist, a poor monk should be like this!"

Before Wu Yuan could finish his words, he heard Zhang Jingyu jokingly say:

"But you don't need to worry about the evil that has disappeared. Now on the continent, if we talk about evil, the Chaos Demon Palace is the worst. I suggest that the master can go to the Demon Realm. Only in this way can he be considered a true master!"

As soon as these words came out, the expression on Wu Yuan's face froze for a moment.

This kid Zhang Jingyu is making fun of himself!

"presumptuous!"

A young monk behind him suddenly stared angrily, stood up and shouted angrily