I Just Want To Be Quiet

Just as he was talking, a breath of air that seemed to be high and distant suddenly descended, and a figure with a white robe and a golden ring suddenly appeared in the void in the distance.

It was an old man with a crane-haired face, white robes like snow, dignified and dignified, with a dazzling golden ring, inlaid with several radiant gems, reflecting each other, as if a fairy had descended, but his temperament was haunted by an indescribable evil spirit.

As soon as it appeared, the old man from Jiuyi Mountain, Jianxiu from the Hanan Sword Sect, Queen Liu Greed, and Wenren Lingse immediately looked over.

Benming Feijian let out a clear cry in an instant, and Zhu Yijianxiu said coldly, "The Renjiao demon who was born to teach."

Ren Jiao, the old man of the natural teaching, smiled slightly: "There are all things born, but only human beings are the most precious. You and other false Taoists have failed the blessings of being born as human beings given by God. It can be said to be doing the opposite, going against the sky!"

"At the moment, God's will favors my holy way, so there is the birth of the Holy Sect and the Son, slaughtering you, etc., in order to respond to God's will!"

"If you don't want to die, you can hand over Tianjiao into my holy religion as a cauldron, hand over many alien races, and you can leave a whole corpse for the cultivation of my holy way!"

The old man from Jiuyi Mountain said coldly: "The demon is a heretic, full of nonsense!"

"Pei Ling, the holy son of Chongmingzong, challenged him in an open and fair manner and entered my righteous realm, that's all."

"You old demon, if you provoke again, this old man will send you to see the demons of the Heavenly Sect!"

Ren Jiao laughed and said, "Since ancient times, evil has never been better than righteousness. This is a common saying of false Taoism."

"But now I have a younger generation of holy sons in the Holy Dao District, and I have two cases in a row, and the city lord of Yanxi City is beheaded. It can be seen who God's will is, it is already an indisputable matter."

"Why do you have to bully and whitewash peace?"

Jian Xiu looked at him coldly: "No need to talk nonsense, demons and demons, if they dare to cross the border, the only way is to kill!"

As soon as the voice fell, the flying sword was about to be unsheathed, and all the people present immediately felt their hearts and looked at a void not far from Renjiao.

However, I saw that the sky was suddenly surging, and the white clouds were changing, and a figure Shi Shiran stepped out.

He wears a robe with a crane and a cloak, his long hair is loose, and his feet are wearing sandals. His mood is free and easy, and his whole body is filled with the meaning of great freedom and great joy. All things have boundless curiosity and enthusiasm.

After the cultivator appeared, he didn't even look at the people who were arguing.

Immortals are different, these inferior immortals who can't even see through the illusion are not worthy of being immortals, and he will not waste time with mere ants!

He stood in the air, bowed his hands to the boat, and said in a hearty voice, "Jinxian Wushouzi, pay homage to Emperor Pei!"

"I wonder if the Immortal Emperor is satisfied with the two Immortal Fairies in our village?"

There was silence in the ark for a moment, and then a deep voice came out: "Not bad."

The monk of Wushi Mountain Villa suddenly showed a gratified smile. He glanced at the other five sects with contempt. Compared with these inferior immortals with dusty and dull minds, Immortal Pei had just descended into the world, and he was broken. All kinds of illusions are obstructed, and you can see the truth.

It is a pity that the inferior immortals of the Chongming Sect do not know the true meaning, they are trapped in the red dust, and they regard the so-called heaven and earth treasures and spiritual stones in the illusion as their lives.

When Emperor Pei entered this small sect, he was really constrained.

If this Immortal Emperor came to this world and entered their Wushi Mountain Villa, his cultivation would definitely advance by leaps and bounds, a thousand miles a day.

Maybe he is in a perfect state of mind now, returning to the upper realm and ascending to a higher immortal position!

Of course, Immortal Emperors are inscrutable and unpredictable, and cannot speculate with the thoughts of those inferior immortals who are eager for quick success.

Perhaps Immortal Emperor Pei thought that this fantasy world was too simple and boring, and deliberately chose Chongming Sect, a sect that was addicted to the fantasy world and could not stand the greed of money and goods, in order to further sharpen his temperament and achieve a greater effect of the fantasy world...

When the monks of Wushi Mountain Villa guessed the thoughts of the Immortal Emperor, a glazed tower rose out of thin air on the ground of Xiji Ruins.

As the tower rose, it suddenly disappeared, revealing the figure of a gray-robed monk.

The gray-robed monk's complexion was dark and wrinkled, and he looked like a withered old tree, aging, tired, and hard... His clothes were extremely simple, except for a golden glazed pagoda hanging around his waist, exuding obscure and treacherous fluctuations. .

After the reincarnation tower cultivator appeared, he looked at the Dharma boat, showing his sincere joy: "I heard that Pei Shengzi eliminated Tie Xiongzhi, one of the big thieves in this world, I am really gratified!"

"This thief, Tie Xiong, has practiced for hundreds of years, and has stolen countless inspirations from heaven and earth."

"And sheltering many creatures in Yanxi City makes one world unbearable, and its crimes are indescribable!"

"The number of days is reincarnated, the profit and loss of good fortune, this thief is punished, it can be said that the crime deserves it!"

"It's a pity that the Holy Son came and went in a hurry and failed to slaughter the entire Yanxi City and save this world..."

Hearing this, Wen Renling's face suddenly turned cold, and without any nonsense, he directly raised the halberd and smashed it at the gray-robed cultivator!

A huge halberd shadow, like a mountain like a mountain, instantly emerged into the void, with the momentum of swallowing thousands of miles, rolling the Qi machine of the entire Xiji Ruins, slamming into the air!

The gray-robed cultivator stood motionless, the glazed pagoda around his waist suddenly exuded thousands of brilliance and swelled with a bang.

The shadow of the pagoda was heavy, like a dream, and a huge 108-story pagoda rose up in an instant, covering the gray-robed monks in it.

boom! !

The shadow of the halberd instantly hit the tower, making an earth-shattering loud noise.

As the majestic air waves spread layer by layer, the shadow of the halberd shattered, and the phantom of the glazed glass pagoda was also rippling like water patterns, slowly shattering, returning to the palm-sized glazed glass pagoda, and wrapping it back to the waist of the gray-robed monk.

Wen Ren Lingse held the painted halberd, and slashed again, countless huge halberd shadows appeared in the void, roaring down from the high sky, like a rain of halberds.

He shouted coldly: "Dare to slander the old city lord of my sect, and die!"

Behind the gray-robed monk, a huge and complicated rune rose up, and he said very calmly: "The thief of heaven and earth is hypocritical and selfish, and uses the genius of heaven and earth to support himself and many selfish creatures."

"It's like a parasite that absorbs the world."

"Damn, kill, kill!"

"The world here is benevolent, and there are endless thieves."

"Since you're obsessed, I'll give you a ride too!"

Seeing and hearing people Ling Se and the monk of the Samsara Tower fight directly, in the phoenix carriage, the hairpin rings softly, and the clothes are rubbing, and the voice of the Queen of Greed immediately came out: "The devil's thief, reverse black and white, not ashamed, but proud of it. ."

"This place is the realm of my righteous path, and I can't tolerate you being presumptuous!"

Before he finished speaking, a huge palm of pure gold suddenly appeared above the phoenix car, grabbing directly at the monk of the Samsara Tower!

The Jiuyishan old man and Jianzong Jianxiu did not take action immediately, but stared coldly at Ren Jiao and Wushouzi of Wushi Mountain Villa.