Journey To the West: Help Styx Strengthen the Abi Sword at the Start

"Chijun, don't be fooling around, come and see Tianzun!"

Chi Jun raised his eyebrows, looked at his master and looked at Yuan Yuan and the others, without saying anything, he just knelt down.

Bang bang!

"Disciple Chijun pays homage to Patriarch!"

Bai Yujing was dumbfounded, didn't you just believe it, why is it kowtow now?

"Well, no gift, it's fate to see me!" Yuan thought for a while, and didn't give anything. Instead, he shot a white light into the bodies of Chi Jun and Bai Yujing.

"You have a good understanding!"

"Thank you Patriarch, Patriarch!"

Although the two didn't feel anything for the time being, they thought it was something given by Tianzun, and it was definitely not ordinary.

"Ha, you are so generous, you gave the other party your perception of the sword and the world, don't you think they can open up the world in the sword?"

The Lord Tongtian stood by, staring at the primitive.

"Can't it?"

The Primitive Tianzun replied and looked at Bai Yujing and Chi Jun: "You are good at practicing. If you can see me after a thousand years, then you should be immortals too. Go to Yuding at that time!"

"Yes, Patriarch!"

With excitement, the two helped each other back to their positions.

The people around were inexplicable, they just saw these two people standing with excitement, and they didn't see any other changes.

And Bai Yujing did not look at the people around him with strange eyes at this moment.

Xia Chong couldn't talk about it, they knew that they might soar into the sky from now on.

These are primitive saints. They worshipped for so long, and they saw alive today.

"Master, you are talking about who is the creator of Daluo Dongtian, who can let the ancestors come here to wait?"

After Chi Jun calmed down, he looked at Bai Yujing.

"Don't ask, it's definitely not something you and I can know, I just wait and watch it quietly!"

"Oh!" Chi Jun nodded, and he continued: "The few people next to Patriarch are familiar to me, but I can't remember them. Master, do you know who they are?"

Bai Yujing was helpless, his apprentice was good, but he couldn't listen to it.

He took a deep breath and suppressed the urge to beat him up.

Patiently explained: "The person carrying the sword is the Master Tongtian, behind him are his disciples, Taobao Taoist, Zhao Gongming, and the Virgin of the Turtle Spirit..."

"Who is that boy?"

"That's Nezha, the Great God of the Three Altars of the Sea!"

"Sure enough, I said I looked familiar! It turned out to be Nezha!"

"What about the man next to him? The majestic woman."

Bai Yujing wanted to choke his apprentice to death at this moment.

"Don't you usually read the classics of the sect? Ah? You haven't remembered the immortal genealogy until now. Go back and spend 10,000 times for me!"

Regardless of the dumbfounded Chi Jun, Bai Yujing said, "That's the mother, Nuwa saint!"

Chi Jun stiffened, and after a long time he said uneasily: "Okay... okay!"

He was so shocked that he had nothing to say!

This person from Da Luo Dongtian will take a detour when he meets him in the future?

"Master, you said that they have recruited so many disciples, is there something going to happen?"

Bai Yujing was shocked, nodded, and then added: "Speak carefully!"

The fourth and third chapters of the devil

Just when hundreds of people from the big sects were waiting, the sky suddenly brightened.

After the divine light bloomed, thirteen figures flashed past.

"Which sect person is this again?"

Zhu Tong had doubts in his eyes, thinking that the faces of these thirteen people were all covered by clouds and mist, and they couldn't really see them at all.

"I don't know, I can't see it!"

"It should be the sect of other great powers!"

At the same time, Haotian on Mount Tai was silent.

All the gods were called by him to discuss how to treat Daluo Dongtian, a force beyond everyone's imagination.

"Almost all the heavenly saints are here!"

"Except Taishang!" Haotian looked at the old Taishang beside him.

"Old gentleman, do you know where your body is?" Haotian knew that this kind of behavior was a taboo, but the other party could choose not to say it.

"Your Majesty, I don't know either!"

Taishang Laojun looked serious. He really didn't know where his body was. After all, he was a chaotic saint. He was just a clone, especially by Haotian's side. How could he let him know where his body was?

"Well, the sacred heavens have almost arrived, and the people of Buddhism are also coming. It seems that as a neighbor, I should wait for it!"

"Taibai!"

"The minister is here!"

"Prepare a gift!"

Haotian finished speaking in a deep voice, and then said to Erlang Shen Yang Jian:

"The four heavenly kings have all fallen, and now the sky over Chang'an has been enveloped by a large formation, even I can't see anything, the secret cannot be deduced, and the Great Emperor Qinghua is in danger!"

"Before, I still had doubts about Daluo Dongtian, but now I am almost certain, so now I will send you to rescue Qinghua the Great, Tianpeng and Wen Zhong, and stop attacking Yingzheng!"

"At least, not for the time being!"