"It's not easy for a mayfly to shake a tree!"

"How can you hurt me?!"

…

Ji Xukong was wrapped by three people.

But his face was calm.

Yun Danfeng glanced lightly.

Huang Tianhua and Lei Zhenzi were immobilized along with their weapons and weapons.

Then his eyes turned.

It fell on Yang Jian.

Yang Jian, who had successfully practiced the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Skills, instantly flew backwards.

The figure shoots into the distance like electricity.

Then it crashed into Qishan Mountain.

The whole Qishan Mountain roared loudly and shook continuously.

A deep pit appears.

"hiss……"

"So strong!"

"It's so scary!"

"How can we fight like this?!"

…

Everyone who saw this scene couldn't help but gasp.

Many people have thoughts of quitting.

Even the Twelve Golden Immortals have alarm bells ringing in their hearts.

But thinking about the identity and strength of myself and others.

I can't help but feel more confident.

They are the Twelve Golden Immortals and the Twelve Great Luo Golden Immortals.

Moreover, as disciples of the Great Sage, their combat prowess has already surpassed that of ordinary people of the same level.

Besides...

Although the other party is a being above Daluo...

But we have it too!

The deputy leader, Ran Deng, is not only above Da Luo! He was also a guest in Zixiao Palace back then!

At worst, we can all go together!

It's impossible for a quasi-sage to lead twelve top-level Daluo Jinxian. Such a lineup can't defeat a quasi-sage strong person on the opposite side, right?

Taoist Ran Deng, who noticed that the Twelve Golden Immortals were looking at him vaguely, said: "..."

Ah, this...

Why is everyone looking at me?

Isn't this not good?

(PS Ran Deng: Do you think I am a good person? I have never seen the eldest brother who claims to be an inner sect of Jiejiao! Even a poor man can't beat him!)

"Fellow Taoists of Chanjiao, what's the point of bringing some juniors out? Who else are you waiting for to come see me?"

At this time.

Ji Xukong's sharp gaze peered through the roof.

It fell on the bodies of the Twelve Golden Immortals and Ran Deng Taoist.

There is a saying that although these third-generation disciples have good talents, for him, if he wants to destroy them, it is just a matter of a thought.

But he didn't want to do that.

After all, these disciples are all from the human race. In his previous life, he was the emperor of the human race. He fought for the human race until he shed the last drop of his blood. He always has a special feeling for the human race?

and……

He has no interest in bullying juniors.

It's okay if you educate them. After all, it's a disaster for the younger generation to be too ignorant.

Ran Deng Taoist: "..."

Twelve Golden Immortals: "..."

No one answered for a while.

When Ji Vukong saw this, he suddenly laughed:

"Is it possible that fellow Taoists of Chanjiao are not feeling well today and are unwilling to see me? Whatever, in that case, I will come back to see fellow Taoists tomorrow!"

After that, Qihu turned around and returned to the camp.

The immortals who were left behind in the tent looked humiliated.

As for why I feel ashamed...

As Daluo Jinxian, how could they feel any physical discomfort under normal circumstances?

Saying this is clearly humiliating them!

You are humiliating the teachings!

…

at the same time.

Ji Xukong returned to camp.

Wen Zhong and Tian Tianjun had already come to greet him.

"Oh, Brother Ji, you are back!"

"Yes, yes, today is really a relief!"

"Senior brother is worthy of being an inner sect. He beat him with a golden whip until he was so frightened that he did not dare to come out to fight!"

"Happy! Hurry! If the dead Taoist brothers know about it, I think it will be gratifying."

"..."

In comparison.

Wen Zhong's mood fluctuated greatly.

As soon as he saw Ji Vukong, he rushed forward, took his hand and said: "Uncle Master today is really unparalleled in power. I believe that after today, Xiqi's morale will be greatly reduced! If we see the battle tomorrow, there will be another great victory.

Great things are almost possible!"

The implication is: Oh, uncle, I think your performance today is really good. I hope I can see you perform at such a high level tomorrow!

Ji Xukong: "..."

this……

How to say it.

Is it really that brave to bully a few little kids?

If you can't speak, please shut up, okay?

…

on the other hand.

The clone of Shen Gongbao was whipped to death and carried into the Prime Minister's Mansion.

King Wu knew that his "xiangfu" was dead, and he hurriedly came to see him with all the civil and military officials.

I saw "Jiang Ziya" with a face as white as paper and his eyes closed without speaking.

I couldn't help but shed tears and sigh: "It's a pity that the two words 'fame and fortune' are like a picture!"

While I was sighing, I heard another report: "Guangchengzi came to the Prime Minister's Mansion to see the Prime Minister."

King Wu welcomed him to the front of the palace and asked: "Taoist Master, my father-in-law is dead, what should I do?"

Guangchengzi said: "It doesn't matter, Ziya deserves this misfortune."

He was told to get a cup of water, and he immediately took a pill, twisted it with his hands, pried it open, and poured the medicine down the twelfth floor.

There is an hour.

Shen Gongbao suddenly sat up and shouted:

"Kill me!"
To be continued...