Weird: Transformed into a lolita, I am really not an evil god

"This girl is really self-sufficient, Zhang Meng's divine skill is overwhelming, and her cultivation is the first in the world. What is she Zhao Yun, who has cultivated for a hundred years to be a Yuan baby, and actually has the guts to shoot a sword at Lord Zhang Meng?" "

Hehe, what Brother Tai said is very much, if it weren't for her ascending father, if she left the Xuantian Sect, in those medium-level sects outside, she would be a guest elder, waiting for the limit to come!"

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The sound of discussion spread around Zhang Tianao and Zhao Yun, although they had long known the final result, everyone still wanted to see what kind of "fun" situation this stupid girl with similar or far less strength than herself would choose before the end of her life.

Zhang Tianao listened to those discussions, and he felt extremely satisfied with his one-sided support and envy.

The smile on his face became more natural, and he calmly put away the fan, like the mortal champion and the first denko jiazi, nodded his head slightly, squinted, and casually faced the opposite side, the girl who had just held the "sword" behind him in his arms said:

"Miss Zhao, please make a move, don't grind." When

Zhao Yun heard this, the anger in her eyes became stronger, and she also heard all the words about herself, her senior brother, and even Xuan Tianzong.

She held the Benlei Immortal Sword that Immortal Venerable gave her in her arms, but her heart was a little uneasy:

"What to do, just when Zhang Turtle stopped the True Qi around him, the Immortal Sword did not protect me in time, can it be said that I also need to use Spiritual Qi to urge it like using ordinary magic weapons?

She suddenly recalled that when Immortal Venerable handed over the Immortal Sword to her, she didn't seem to use True Qi at that time, but she didn't know whether it was because the Immortal Venerable's mansion was too dense for the Immortal Sword to enter True Qi by itself, or whether the Immortal Sword itself did not need any True Qi.

So, she was a little hesitant.

Watching the girl holding the "sword", and fading the layer wrapped around the sword body, it seemed somewhat plain.

"Haha

, what is that?!" "Hahaha, is it a fusion weapon of pestle and broken sword? This is a combination method that 'genius' came up with, it's really funny!" "Hahahaha

, brother, I think this maker is very clever, at least, he cheated this Zhao girl's money, right!"

Looking at the strange "sword" held by Zhao Yun in his hand, most of the cultivators with lower cultivation were frantically ridiculing.

And only a very small number of cultivators, as well as Zhang Tianao, who was present, showed a cautious expression.

"Is this the means left to her by her father?"

Zhang Tianao tried to use his own cultivation to feel the strange "sword" in Zhao Yun's hand, but he found that his perception would be resisted by some invisible force when he was an inch or so close to the "sword".

"Although her sword is a little strange, but think about it, even if there is a 'Sword Spirit' spirit sword, as long as the user does not have True Qi to urge, then it is just a burning fire stick!" Thinking

of this, Zhang Tianao repeated his old technique and began to block the circulation of True Qi around him, although it was not as widespread and powerful as before, but it also effectively kept the True Qi around Zhao Yun to a level that only allowed him to move freely like a mortal.

And Zhao Yun naturally discovered Zhang Tianao's hands and feet, but she did not scold, because she knew that even if she said it herself, those onlookers would not give her justice.

"Lord Immortal Venerable, please, bless me, if I can survive this calamity, I......................... I am willing to agree to anything!"

the girl prayed incomparably devotedly in her heart to the shadow that was even more mysterious than the Heavenly Dao———— this was her last hope and even Xuan Tianzong.

What she didn't know was that the sincere prayer in her heart had, by coincidence, fulfilled the condition of making a soul contract to him.

[Thinking of his name, seeking his help, and offering everything in his body.]

And the "Thunder Immortal Sword", which was originally just to protect itself and dominate the person he fancy, as if he had received some kind of signal, began to gradually change his state, expecting to add a new "anchor" to the master.

She tightly grasped the strangely shaped fairy sword with both hands, and the corners of her mouth pursed slightly, swallowing the nervous sweat.

Then, she raised the "fairy sword" high, raised it above her head, closed her eyes, and at the same time pressed the mechanism at the hilt of the sword, and cut out the sword.

Zhang Tianao and the spectators present originally thought that the sword would only cut out a relatively special sword qi, but they never thought that at the same time as Zhao Yun dropped the sword, crackling thunder appeared at the top and around the sword.

At the same time, with the completion of the sword slashing action, the dazzling sword light suddenly took shape, and the originally dim sky, like the calm water surface was probed by a giant hand that covered the sky, and the clouds rolled violently, and were neatly cut apart in an instant, like the Chu River Han Realm on the chess board, split in two.

The golden sunset was cast down without any obstruction as the sky and clouds separated, but then, the eternal giant sun, like the flower face between the theater curtains, hurriedly "retreated".

A razer from far away, like a bullet through bread, tore a "small hole" from the center of the setting sun.

The "Razer" was like a living creature with eyes, and it came straight towards Zhang Tianao, who raised his head on the ground.

Zhang Tianao was instantly shocked, like a cunning rabbit meeting an eagle, and immediately took off into the air, wanting to dodge.

But the "Razer", which was as thick as the pillar of the top floor of the Star Picking Pavilion, was faster than the world's number one cultivator, and it descended on Zhang Tianao, who was like a human to a mouse, and then the burning sound of thunder and lightning and Zhang Tianao's mournful voice resounded in everyone's ears: "

Ahhhh

Zhang Tianao did everything he could, like a passerby without an umbrella encountering a pouring rain, and ate this blow abruptly, but it was clear that he was not dead.

The powerful power fluctuations naturally attracted more cultivators to come to investigate, and they naturally saw that although it was weaker than the Heavenly Tribulation of Zhao's master, it could still easily annihilate a terrifying lightning strike of a mortal realm.

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"Whew......... Good risk, good risk, it seems that the Heavenly Tribulation that the dead old Zhao has crossed was partially sealed by him by some means, otherwise, if this is really a Heavenly Tribulation, I will even struggle to stand now. Zhang

Tianao, whose clothes were in tatters, endured the pain all over his body, forcibly walked out of the deep pit formed by his confrontation with the lightning strike

, and naturally greeted him with countless cheering applause, he gritted his teeth and forcibly pulled out a smile to the people around him, and said loudly at the same time:

"Demon girl Zhao Yun, although you used evil magic to sneak up on the Buddha-figure, but now, the Buddha-figure has taken your sword in a righteous and bright way according to the covenant." Right now.......... Are you ready to die?!" Zhang

Tianao prepared to "sanction" Zhao Yun in a way that he thought he could go down in history.

But he found that Zhao Yun did not react to his words, and the monks who had originally cheered him also stood there like wax figures and looked above his head.

Zhang Tianao turned his head in confusion, and this time his eyes were actually the last moment of his life.

A huge crack appeared in the originally orange-yellow sky.

Countless thunder rays flowed out from that crack like a flood.

They took shape when they met the wind, turning into countless rugged pillars of thunder that illuminated the entire continent.

The wind roared, and thousands of days of thunder crashed.

Just like the ice falls formed on those pine leaf forests in the snowfield, smashing on the passing ants, violently and quickly.

The thousands of thunder calamities that made everyone present, even the power of the refining period, temporarily lost their vision and hearing, constantly impacting

everything in that deep pit, even this continent.

The shaking sensation of the earth shaking made some high-level cultivators who wanted to get up and fly find that they were no longer able to operate their spiritual energy at some point.

All the cultivators who were like gods in the eyes of mortals were at this moment, as if facing a real god, crawling on the ground, grabbing the ground with their heads, only hoping that they could survive in this terrifying means.

What they didn't know was that hundreds of years later, when Xuan Tianzong sorted out the documents of the previous leaders, he was evaluating the battle of fame of the seventy-seventh generation head: the seventy-seventh generation

head of Xuan Tianzong, Zhao Yun, Shi Cheng Qianyan Immortal Venerable.

The calamity of the gate of destruction, palm running thunder fairy sword.

A sword opens the sky, ten thousand thunder falls, lowers Zhang Tianao, and breaks the god Xiufeng.

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